This is a song about "Doubts about love"

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

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

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Fuck all the movies about love they can shove it up a glove or down a somebody's dove

Baby if you want my love

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Love rapping love sneakers above those

A never ending love

I'm breathing for a purpose

Yet the things that i love

Where i'm from they is ruthless

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

She's every love song that i love singing

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king