This is a song about "Love farts"

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Then i said i had enough

But i've got the farts, well contained

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Our history that they stole, africa

I poop so hard my face farts to the

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Or know them testament verses

Baseball is my first love

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

She's every love song that i love singing

That's that computer love

And i can't help but notice