This is a song about "Love and romance"

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Big homie hov said i am close

And you know i love you baby

Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And in love with her, lets have sex

I can't keep running away

And that they love to se

Pleased dont forget me and dont fall in love,

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

And get caught, in the moment

How could you love her and

Ya i'll believe that when biggie and tupac had a romance/

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats