This is a song about "I m so in love"

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

It wont happen cuz i m quick to ''drop '' u so called monsters/

I think its love dont you think so

Hit the club she drop it low

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

I love u so much i guess u have other plans

It's so annoying when i cant talk to my love,

And i love your brain but i think i'll never know enough