This is a song about "I love too"

I was feeling like "it's love"

But you hate them navel kisses

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

I don't need ya' love nigga it's too late,

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

It shoulda been so clear, that love doesn't fight too fair

Too good in between the sheets in the mustang now we call em love seats

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

She said i love you too, but im moving to texas down south far from here,

I want a girl to love

Wood chain with a jesus

What i really like to do is live, love, eat, play, rap, make love too.

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you