This is a song about "He love dark girls"

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

I love my city, fine girls, big tittys, suck a dick for fifty,

I love you and im sorry then her eyes closed as he is holding her lifeless

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

He try his best to love me, but he promise he'll do better

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

He's love with me, he wrote my name on his arm and

How could he do that to those who he claims to love,

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Yet didn't see, how you locked me, he or she, love wasn't the key.

But make sure if they do see

Girls try ta rush me touch me love me