This is a song about "Things left unsaid"

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

Now everything, i dont say be left unsaid,

Chattering bring back other things

I only got four minutes

When you spill out hits

And brutally doing things

Now everything, i dont say be left unsaid,

And don't perform after him or you might regret

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

You should know i'm miles ahead, i guess some things are best left unsaid/

Soon enough i want those gold things

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Spitting things inefficiently?

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Fights break out because of the little things