This is a song about "Lavish hoes bbw glasses cherry red lipstick pirced nipples"

Everything lucid thru these glasses

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

Thats just the cherry on top, not the lot of it

We never tattle, let god handle that

I just wanna see your nipples so bad

Here i go again, searching for love

My goal's for my raps to serve as glasses

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

And manage to establish a syndicate of business to live it lavish

Of riches, and mad lavish lifestyles

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

What i would do for a glimpse of your nipples

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Which you know i'm different, right

No glasses, love at first sight