This is a song about "Love for prophets"

They love me, for the d,

And niggas flashing crazy

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

But workin for the love keep it understood.

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Release the dove, y'all say i'm violent, i'm for peace and love,

We writing about love for our nigga above

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

No love at all no love for my natives at all

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Draw pics of him drop-kickin' islamic prophets

I’ve never seen my neighbors

But got love for them girls

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

We do it cuz it’s fun, we do it for the love