This is a song about "Be my love"

I finally spat it out i love will you be my girlfriend, she looked into my eyes and cried for a few,

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

Huh, i can't interpret her

My love is no longer,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I can't describe it, but my love can't be cracked like a pistachio nut

Yea your gna love my sound

I drive that all around

Temporary the richest, legendary's forever

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Music is my life, and it's my first love

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Im in love with you girl dont be wasting my time

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

That we could be together and our love would be persistent

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk