This is a song about "Does he love me"

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

It's crazy how he does it, comes through smooth, no rubbers

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

He said love thy neighbor as you love thyself,

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

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Oh shit, look out, he does drive by's by night son

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

Just remember i said it, by the end of november

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

He does what he needs to do and makes it better

Is he gay? is he straight? does that boy wear name brands?

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

No more does he exist, all are missing,

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing