This is a song about "Jokers love"

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

Wood chain with a jesus

These clown jokers don't smile when they grimace,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Then i said i had enough

Who cares about hearts and love

And what i done just ain't enough

That's that computer love

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

It's the aftermath of wiping off the jokers grin

Out the ghetto, helllo that can be you, play your cards, watch out the jokers

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

That's that computer love

Trust they seen enough

// [bitch you get (no love)]

I'm breathing for a purpose