This is a song about "Adore"

// [you're the one they adore]

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

Every day i mourn it/ i wore my love on my sleeve just wishing that you'd adore it

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

No longer the person teachers adore

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

The ones you used to adore are now getting ignored like telemarketers

// [you're the one they adore]

I ain't happy with the score

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

I synthesize lines like lyrical sorcery, bitches adore the heat im absorbing

Some old bitch that we did before

Your the only one that i adore,

Jill scott on my ipod, as my head rests

But i do adore your comments