This is a song about "Liking"

Sides, this i ain't liking, quit biting, me, you're no lion.

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

I know its good n' all, but i never understood my call, just stood to crawl.

Liking all my pictures cuz she see the way i ball and i've never felt so tall.

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

Reflect your liking of pain? how does being violent, portray your view of

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

So lemme tell you when's the time i took a liking

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Oh yes, what a surprise to my liking,

Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying

Talking of the gods you serve

She keep liking all my pictures