This is a song about "Love for him"

Watch out for him he got the vocabulary

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

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

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

I press him for decimals out the register tellin' him that

For him relationship is a social experiment

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Don't mistake him for satan

Me and my microphone could be one

Quest for love and passion real higher education

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

For a freedom,give him a reason.

No forgive him for your own good

Better than your bitch would