This is a song about "Love for joy"

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Show a level of love for it

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Bonding over our love for drugs

Another time for the thugs that need love

So if it's true '12 couldn't come fast enough

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

No love at all no love for my natives at all

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

But workin for the love keep it understood.