This is a song about "Life emotions love"

Until your choking 'n' jolting and showing emotions

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Life, love, pursuit of happiness, doing nothing is the definition of absurd madness

I love to write, make knotted string art that's jail life.

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

The love of my life, the light of my eyes

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

With my hot flow larger than womans emotions.

Livin life off love like rebecca

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha