This is a song about "Love l"

I'm hot as hell, don i'll give you pac and l

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

The l in his hand to yell in advance

It star-ted to feel #right, the l#east of my repelling

Well, tyler, hi, i'm dr. tc, and um, i'm guessing

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

Then ima trouble you, i spit a killer f-l-o-w

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

As big l would say all these bitches are just street struck,

Marlo on the l, bitch watch i treat it like its do or lease

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth