This is a song about "Does he love me"

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

I'm still searching, does that not make me a real person?

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

This punk reminds me of my toilet all he does is swill shit

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

If i can see it all, does that make the king me?

He's love with me, he wrote my name on his arm and

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Little does he know what they think when they walk by him

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

He try his best to love me, but he promise he'll do better

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

I don't think you understand me katie, no one does,

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

Yet didn't see, how you locked me, he or she, love wasn't the key.