This is a song about "Baby how much i tink about you"

No matter how much good you do

Don’t mean to disrespect you

Reminisce about my life and notice how much i've matured

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

Goodbye my love, your incense i burn to show how much you meant

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

But it's not about the cash or even how much swag you have/

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

About how much i can't be without you,

But how can i give this closure when i love you so much?

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

When your talking about how you made it, i hate it

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

And you know i love you baby

These niggas is lazy