This is a song about "10 toes down sick of love"

I'm the type of kid that always mocks love,

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

Yo getting sick of your shit, knock it out,

Im sick of fucking being skint for draw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

I used to be sick of the scrutiny/

Let me rideuntil i get free

But i aint sick i did love you

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Tag your toes close the chapter of you assholes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Sick of loving what i used to love theirs more than one purpose for a basin

I'm sick of seeing motherfuckers fall down from right to left,

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent