This is a song about "About his love"

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

The alarm his about to drop another one

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

He's love with me, he wrote my name on his arm and

Only when were gonna make love n about to undress,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

I didn't give a fuck about his mother, brother, or daughter,

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

You're right about that, darren, our hunt for love.

Only thinks about himself never about his people he walks amongst the evil

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

Our love for each other was about to just about too expire

Love up she threw up in his era

My all gold rolly or the