This is a song about "I love you mayra"

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Though i love how you do

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

You still love me? i do!

Whatever i spit, you love it,

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

But i aint sick i did love you

When i get to warwick avenue

Ma i fucking love you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

You know that i love you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Hear the rambling in the sky

I love you only aid for you y