This is a song about "Love for a homie"

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Fans show a lot of love for yosef

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Sick of loving what i used to love theirs more than one purpose for a basin

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

A much safer place, with love for every race

Why you don't feel a little love for me

The good kid from the ugly city

We love for a while then a light goes

Guess i’m different than most

But homie i'm not a rental

I'm mental, it's instrumental

I'm a knight your a serf, hows that for courtly love.

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff