This is a song about "Foreign love"

Love it when ya show me love

And now it's clear as this promise

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Are my words really so foreign and impossible to fathom?

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

I really tried to show love

Hoping that nobody don't notice

Penalty your leadership critiquing me some from the bleachers

My lair is down a deep rut in a world of foreign creatures

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Driving my car to a foreign place