This is a song about "Love at 15"

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

You say he love you but baby were that ring at?

Focused on the task at hand to save my love from this torture

Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author

At least i was nice enough to give my first impression twice the love

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

This his highness signing off, love circling absurdities

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

That being this lazy in love is most certainly a crime

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Thats why i got love for everybody in my family

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

I love her and this is why she's my favourite love song