This is a song about "Cuban love"

I'm breathing for a purpose

I really tried to show love

She's every love song that i love singing

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

That's that computer love

Hop off the bus

Only built 4 cuban linx, paid in full, and liquor swords,

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Drain a trey walk off the court, mark cuban better pay me

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

I'll lick off his top, like a cuban cigar

It's just textbook stuff

Baseball is my first love

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes