This is a song about "Love and loss"

Black fours red drop head doors

But in the end it is his loss,

And they say we don't know love

That will be enough

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Beaten and shattered, love is just a hazard.

And i know love me baby

What them tippers don't see

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Mama always told me i’d be famous

How could you love her and

I fear no opponent

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

So here, i'll give you my condolences for such a terrible loss.

Its your loss if you pause, rewind try to catch the flaws, stop and you get no love,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush