This is a song about "Affection"

Catch you up on places i've been

Erection don't equal affection

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Akin to the affection of a shoe-store employee/

Some excedrinto get rid of conception

Grits chopped off for the love and affection

Forget to check professed affection yet again so then instead

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

What up girl, tell me how you been

From these objects of affection,

Love for no other emcee, no room for affection/

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

And id like to love her with affection

First off congratulations on the win

Well, tyler, hi, i'm dr. tc, and um, i'm guessing

No affection for women obsessin bout correcting