This is a song about "When the leaves fall"

When i push y'all down how hard you gon' fall?

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

That grow those damned trees, blood on the leaves

Worse comes when my bandaged language leaves me more caged; snap! i screwed it

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

The block pop, so da strip fall.

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Go burger king on life's ass as this hanging rope leaves me to fall.

Better leave it all behind

The thought of you never leaves my mind,

These joints here not found at the mall

I'm the reason behind every fall