This is a song about "Finding the one you love"

What's the appeal? to you hurting people i care and love?/

She call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough

Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I swear she's the one i love

Wood chain with a jesus

You left us, the ones you love and the ones with spite/

For now everything just seem so right

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

No one can compare to the feelings and the love we share

They bringing me fish and chips

Every one love my lyrics

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

You are one in the marathon