This is a song about "Doubts about love"

Yet the things that i love

I wouldn't be famous

Baby if you want my love

Then i said i had enough

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

No doubts that my team'll murk the rest,beat & serve the pests

But you hate them navel kisses

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

Becoming one of the best is one of my doubts in life

But nobody gives a fuck, fuck it, signed anonymous

We writing about love for our nigga above

Love it when ya show me love

I'm breathing for a purpose

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes