To the left, to the left

I’m packing everything that was yours in this box to my left

Now that you’re gone, the going’s getting tough

And since I’m all alone, they don’t think I’m tough enough

Everyone keeps talking mess about me, that’s fine

They’re too dumb to walk and talk that shit at the same time

Since I spend most of my time looking real sad

All the fake well-wishers are praying that I do bad

Staring me right in my face, telling me I am such a fool

And that I’ll never ever be a man like you

These bitches got me twisted

Because what they don’t know ’bout me

Is that you’re the one who raised me

And that’s what helps me sing

“With the help of God, I can do anything”

To the right, to the right

Your nickname takes up space on my arm in plain sight

Looking at it helps me to go on

And I still hear your voice, even though you’ve been gone

That’s something I bet y’all didn’t know

The spirit of my father is with me everywhere I go

Since I spend most of my time looking real sad

All the fake well-wishers are praying that I do bad

Staring me right in my face, telling me I am such a fool

And that I’ll never ever be a man like you

These bitches got me twisted

What I want y’all to know ’bout me

Since you spend so much time discussing me

Is that I’m a prince mourning my king

And now that he’s gone, I gotta do my thing

My whole life, you were my everything

Without you, I would be nothing

That’s why I wrote this poem for you

I still shed some tears for you

Nowadays, I barely sleep

‘Cause the truth of the matter is

Moving on ain’t easy

To the left, to the left

I remember packing all your stuff in the box on my left

To the right, to the right

Your nickname takes up space on my arm in plain sight

So I don’t want you to ever think that you are replaceable