This is a song about "You can t leave"

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Any future we can weave, and if we leave

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

Then quickly an outro so i can just pack up and leave,

If you think what you see on t v's bad

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

Though i recite it like it lucifer's loose leaf

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Ill leave you with a guillotine plunged trough your skull and leave

Then you just gonna pack up and leave

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Big money, all the hoes here, hd, i came so clear

Leave you drippin' with sweat, leave you swimmin' in fear

You don’t like my music then leave

But in the meantime it's lights please