This is a song about "Butterfly kisses"

We was high school peers, in junior high

I float like a butterfly

She can make a pimp fall in love

These witches churned, yearned and returned kisses.

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

You was bigger than an artist

Coz i got gun and my butterfly

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Dueling using soothing vicious kisses.

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

And i'm just being honest

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

All we need is convienient love

Im sorry no kisses

You may be rocky but im ali i float like a butterfly sting like a bee i flow like a tree.

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family