This is a song about "Jaden loving men"

As kellin quinn once said wiv loving

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

Let's take another trip, different continents we touching

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

With yo momma’s dutch oven that she’s loving.

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,

And i just want to hold her

Loving you is my pleasure

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

I had never fit in with the men.

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

I'll never call you bitch again

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men