This is a song about "When you left"

When she left me my heart was empty nothing pure

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

And when there's nothing left to pass, we might pass to the left

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

The best days'll be when i got nothing left to rhyme about/

Two left feet have me spinnin when i stride

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

You left to soon but everybody gotta fall

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Your father left you for another