This is a song about "Why did you have to leave"

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Why do people have to die

Justin bieber you have permission to leave ugh/

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

But then why did i have to take on my own and somebody else's troubles,

Have to leave without your stuff

Hoping that nobody don't notice

Why did you leave me, speak when you need me/

And now that i’m getting money

Why you allowed my wife to leave me and come up to you.

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

If you loved me why you fucking leave me

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

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

And show me why you deserve to have it all."