This is a song about "Crappy love"

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

I'm breathing for a purpose

Who cares about hearts and love

Wood chain with a jesus

Crappy shity feces

Gotta go, let her leave

Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile

Of crappy nasty shit from a truck fit file

Baseball is my first love

It's just textbook stuff

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,

I feel my work ain't enough

// [bitch you get (no love)]

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

My son and i have been dealt one crappy hand,