This is a song about "Love cigars and tattoos"

And realized that life's a bitch, and that gives you no love

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

What them tippers don't see

And you know i love you baby

And i can't help but notice

And theres no one showin me love

Seventy percent allegedly leaning towards love and jealousy

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Love reefer and love sneaker above those