This is a song about "I love t"

Then i said i had enough

I was feeling like "it's love"

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Twista finna get up on the track

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain

And getting money is the song i sing

She's every love song that i love singing

Where i'm from they is ruthless

Yet the things that i love

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

So i took my time, then t-caines was my name, dwight it,

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.