This is a song about "Creepy love"

Cause this nigga done got jealous

That's that computer love

Pocket racked up all big faces

Who cares about hearts and love

But you hate them navel kisses

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Yet the things that i love

It's just textbook stuff

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

A never ending love

She's every love song that i love singing

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes