This is a song about "Your gone"

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

Your chick will be fed up and gone and then called fedex

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Now your gone theres a heart with pain

Aint nobody gone remember your name.

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

Fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long

Is all over and all of your goals are gone!

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

Remember having you whenever/ now your gone without a trace