This is a song about "Love for fitness"

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

No room for love, just consumed by hate

These cops is bad boys, baby just like puff

Another time for the thugs that need love

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

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

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,

I started praying for the hope and the change of love

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Dope phonics were fearless with lyrical fitness

When your dough is the sweetest it's easy to puff puff

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