This is a song about "Love for him"

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

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

Straight lane kiffen them

Don't mistake him for satan

So unzip the bra be in awe from the nipple

They say that love for another is unconditional

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

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

I want to fight the music on this one

For a freedom,give him a reason.

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

No love at all no love for my natives at all