This is a song about "Love at this party"

You doing the berney at a little kids party

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Crew at my house and we party every weekend so

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Get real hyphy at the party when you hear me

No love at all no love for my natives at all

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

This party will never stop we going all night

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Look at the scoreboard, its love scorin'

No glasses, love at first sight

Always strap so i was alright

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Tell mummy i'm sorry, this life is a party