This is a song about "You can t leave"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Any future we can weave, and if we leave

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

Then you just gonna pack up and leave

Not likely like stay long please

Leave you dead without you knowing

Don't want to be the king