This is a song about "I love every thing about you"

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Every day i mourn it cuz my love was never dormant,

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Let me tell you a thing about famine

I think about it every day and night

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

The funny thing about, that fresh ass platinum, chain you bought

Because love is a crazy thing

Seen, but damn girl you smoking

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

Its like ice, i c e every thing that you see on this ride

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

Every motherfuckin thing about you is wack

There's one last thing i want you to know about this girl i know *music ends*

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects