This is a song about "Love for another"

My criteria ain't even that serious

Another time for the thugs that need love

No love at all no love for my natives at all

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

They say that love for another is unconditional

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

And is ready for love section

What up girl, tell me how you been

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

That's why she ignore my flowers

But got love for them girls

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

For the scumbags not to live another day