This is a song about "How much does he love me"

Now mamma i wish you could see how much i love you through my eyes

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Smoke a blunt with him remanissin bout how well he know me

I wana know how much u really love me

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

Tryna remember all does times my girl and i made love

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

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

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Why does there have to be so much killing

Say how much i hate everyone, and then you'll know its me?

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

This punk reminds me of my toilet all he does is swill shit