This is a song about "I love my bab"

Because i thought my mom would love me more/ nothing but a

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

Tryna remember all does times my girl and i made love

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

I love it when my opponents spit emotionally

I miss you saying i love you swiftly followed by my name,

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

With my lost saints. i love thee with the breath,

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

My baby and my closest friend, i love you baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

I love to pull out my gun

We have nothing in common