This is a song about "Diabolik lovers"

But in her kind of industry there is alot of lovers

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Like true lovers caught lost in the summer, 3rd degree sunburned

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

But i see other people every day with their lovers

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Last night a couple of lovers tossed each other of a bridge

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers