This is a song about "Argue"

I don't wanna ever come down off this cloud of lovin' you

We always argue/i leave then im back in a week or two.

And if you argue with descartes, then you're bound to get hit,

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

But knowing it's hopeless i still try and argue,

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

They would sometimes argue, "like mom this cant happen twice!"

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

There is no need to argue

I'm after you bringing traffic through

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

But instead you argue about legalizing abortion

Shadee doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover

Figurely argue with my mother,

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw