This is a song about "Gloves"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Loving forever no one can touch me like i got new gloves

Plastic tarp and gloves left no traces

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Scared to love, readin' all of the above, i'm takin' off the gloves,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

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

Wouldn'ta fathomed this, originally abused his day to pray in corduroy gloves

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

So cold you need to wear a hat and gloves when you blast it up

Parts unknown my from, steps more silent than oj gloves

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I got my ski mask and my black gloves on

Full of shit, like i ate that john