This is a song about "L ove"

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Feel like l laughing and sticking yall in broken elevators with

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

Then ima trouble you, i spit a killer f-l-o-w

Marlo on the l, bitch watch i treat it like its do or lease

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

And after you take this "l", you'll just be awful

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Hes a bellend in the nation, thats got a very poor bank account situation,cant afford to

E-v-i-l cant you see this is i-r-l, do i gotta spit some internet slang to get it threw to you

Is it true you did a flick with janet jackson?i can't sleep! they takin polaroids

Been wishing and dreaming sitting believing that i,l come and change with my voice/