This is a song about "Hippie love"

I was feeling like "it's love"

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Talking about big love

That would be enough

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

I wouldn't be famous

All because i can't feel love

Wood chain with a jesus

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Yet the things that i love

Then i said i had enough

His poisons are seeking, overheating set to explode but he's got the code

She sucks my d like a hippie sucks a toad, rappads frozen i better click reload