This is a song about "Infatuation"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Now put those raps in a pile and i still crush that

This friendship has fallen,

And it weighs a ton

And crush your fuckin dreams cause im such a piece of shit

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

We're two different types of romance,

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

And i ain't never plan to be famous

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Ya i'll believe that when biggie and tupac had a romance/

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Lyrical trance, romance the beat,