This is a song about "Love comes and goes"

Until something comes and our lives are booted.

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

And my d is 12 inches and it goes really deep

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

I love and hate this world, this goes out to ma pops

Reason i stuck with the sound

What goes around comes around

People don’t grasp the concept, what goes around comes around,

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Its been five years and here comes another