This is a song about "Live to love"

Pocket racked up all big faces

I want a girl to love

I really tried to show love

But you hate them navel kisses

Was shown no love you didnt want to live like that, your lucky

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

What i really like to do is live, love, eat, play, rap, make love too.

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Same customer...i hussle to live...i smoke to get by even tho i love this high..

Not right to live alone so

But seemingly believe it though

Love to the fullest have kids, hug kiss and live that better life.

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise