This is a song about "Trace"

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

We laced that cia crack well, now they won't trace us,

When i'm gone i'll leave without a trace, without a sound

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

A thousand dollars for that acer i couldn't trace it

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

But you never come when you period is five days

I know it seems as if i just vanished without a trace

Remember having you whenever/ now your gone without a trace

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Mom would call the cops but wouldn't leave a trace

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Among dates i was thinking upon traits to take place but no trace come on fate