This is a song about "Love for my godsister"

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Heart torn from my art form, word is bond, love born for rhyme soul,

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

I don't give two shits and when i do make it you won't even get my two cents

I love you your my one an only, my love for you is like a river it never ends,

Icouldnt let my dad go , so love for me was never exposed/

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

And is ready for love section

When you strive for perfection

Baby if you want my love

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

No love at all no love for my natives at all

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you