This is a song about "Up and left"

And left my hand up in the air like i just shot the j

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

I trashed my entire room, and whatever was left,

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

And katrina left all of new orleans devastated,

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

And im still a teen genius, that part of me never left

A low life's plight

Im being pulled left and right

When you fly as a bitch

And just left her in a ditch

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Winding up left next to the back door after a fight that left your muscles tore