This is a song about "Boyfriend how much i love"

Mohammed got a little mac, don't get your shoulder popped

I don't even know how much i had been laid, i forgot.

Damn i forgot how much money he got

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

Though i love how you do

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

About how much i can't be without you,

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

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

I love u so much i guess u have other plans

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

How can i be a prophet with so much imperfection

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

And non-nigga friends got it with him

How i ever got in so much pummelin',