This is a song about "Being famous for love"

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

There’s no penalty for being criminals,

So much for being on duty cops, hah!

Is written in our souls, africa

Bonding over our love for drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Im sick of fucking being skint for draw

That being this lazy in love is most certainly a crime

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Another time for the thugs that need love

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

Will i rise to greatness im faithless ona basis being famous id be raging

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying