This is a song about "Your gone"

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Remember having you whenever/ now your gone without a trace

So be gone with your whack rhymes, you aint no mc

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

Your body's gone insane

See dog? rap is my aim

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

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

Your gone, you retreat to your rapping technique, dealt with and helpless

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

For tryin' to communicate through a song

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

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Your eye's gone, the fight's on, i'll strike you like a python

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

One two three to late now your gone busted nose