This is a song about "Love creator"

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Like tyler creator oh shit black momba's back lyrical insomniac flow is high

Your mother was a baby boomer i fucked her on a table at hooters and passed her to my shooters

Never seen a creator consulting his users all the others are faggots, all the others are losers

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Wood chain with a jesus

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Deja vu might be a product of an objective creator

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

Cause my thing something vicious

Who cares about hearts and love

Forget not amir the creator, who can plant a fear like a gator we all in your train

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

But if you ain't got the dance they revoke your spinning

She's every love song that i love singing