This is a song about "Where did you go"

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Tell me where to go, tell me what to do, i'll be right there for you/

Where did i leave off, jacking off?/

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Because what you did made me go away after a little touch in the flame

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Go back to where you came from- yes, i mean the kitchen

It makes me mad to where i want to beat the person who did this to you,

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Crockadillys are the shoe for where ever you go

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

Where did you learn english because i'm concerned,