This is a song about "When the leaves fall"

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

And when the government gets me youll remember my fall

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

And when you live in the ghetto, it could fall down tomorrow,

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

And i got blown like the leaves on the trees is,

To write motivated until the adrenaline leaves

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes

That grow those damned trees, blood on the leaves

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

Just me and my boss no worries at all

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Fall off the edge when you realize freedom isn't free.