This is a song about "Love it like a song"

It's a thrill to kill unskilled rappers, i call it tough love

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Sting like a bee then float away peacefully like a dove, kinda like rap think i'm in love

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Write like you got an imprimatur, every song a revolver

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

She's every love song that i love singing

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

When the song plays, nobody loves "drunk in love",

It will be just like the human centipede, id love to feed

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Fuck it move on, i've been long gone, still sit n write a song,

I can't describe it, but my love can't be cracked like a pistachio nut

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck