This is a song about "I stll love you"

You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Come there, if i don't even love you

Raised by a momma who, who

I think its love dont you think so

Who real bitches check me out though

Now this is what i call an evening

I love you more than anything

You know that i love you

What preceded was the clue

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Need i remind you,im do this for everbody i love,

You starting to understand, that i love contraband

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

I dont love you im just confused