This is a song about "Loosing love"

It's just textbook stuff

Talking about big love

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

I was feeling like "it's love"

Pocket racked up all big faces

And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Loosing my vision, now i wish i'd never gone fishing

Show me love show me fuckin love

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

She's loosing her grasp, breath, gettin closer to her death,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Love rapping love sneakers above those