This is a song about "Your gone"

Cunts goin round wid a strap, one shot your bros gone//

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

This the weed song light up when its on. smoke that shit til your mind is gone.

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

Aint nobody gone remember your name.

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Aint nobody gone remember your bitch name.

Fuck yourself today aint your day, so stop and pray cuz i am not gone

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

Tryna get brolic with your lyrics as soon as i saw them they were gone

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Now your gone theres a heart with pain