This is a song about "Lo ve"

Mira qué bonito lo,

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Ur now grind like lo-gic in a sick mind,

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

With no garden i know hoes that pump water

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

I´ve got those scars on my wrist that nobody can see

We' ve got opportunities to create

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Cant the white man, understand, we won, we ve been freed

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat