This is a song about "Love for cuban"

They love me, for the d,

Fuck fame, fuck money

You're right about that, darren, our hunt for love.

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

But workin for the love keep it understood.

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

No room for love, just consumed by hate

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Quest for love and passion real higher education

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

I just wanted to be at peace with you

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though