This is a song about "Aching for love"

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

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

My placement's decaying, aching for ways to be fed tonight

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Another time for the thugs that need love

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

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

They say that love for another is unconditional

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Need i remind you,im do this for everbody i love,