This is a song about "Fuck of love"

Fans show a lot of love for yosef

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

I started praying for the hope and the change of love

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

I'm the type of kid that always mocks love,

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Hoes love me because of my cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Friday with some ace of spades side ways drunk in love

When your dough is the sweetest it's easy to puff puff

And what i done just ain't enough

Thats enough lost in lust of the love

We made love with all sorts of passion

The world should turn as soon as my records spin