This is a song about "I love that pussay"

You starting to understand, that i love contraband

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

Just up and leave - the bitch that i love.

They at the same spot they making no progress

Have i yet to figure out that love is a mess

And you took all the love that i gave

Yeah hail mary full of grace

That i love, got to take ya to school

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

That connection to music back again i love it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

I really love u i tell people that im lucky

No such thing as sympathy, more money my remedy

Dope smoke i love that / lungs filled till they packed

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past