This is a song about "A zax who only goes north"

This is love, nothing else close

But, who knows, that's way it goes

Who can only stand new hip-hop to a tolerable degree

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Well there goes your angel's face, got semen like a naval base,

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

Who only knows how to flow like a dopey keyboard marketer

This goes out to smokers with a roach who get doped out

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

We love for a while then a light goes

Who only care about chilling with a blunt and making a mil/

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

But who needs a heart anymore when you can rest in shore that it'll only be broken