This is a song about "When the leaves fall"

To write motivated until the adrenaline leaves

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

The thought of you never leaves my mind,

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

But when i climb i just seem to fall,

Blood is on the leaves through summer but i'll never fall,

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

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

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

In private, not public in the streets

That grow those damned trees, blood on the leaves

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

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

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,