This is a song about "Love from afar"

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

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

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Like her birthday how was her day so far i was learning this from afar and apart

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Focused on the task at hand to save my love from this torture

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

Speakers on, from wu-tang to pendulum, i love this sound

It's just textbook stuff

I was feeling like "it's love"

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Track 5.) lust (old school love)