This is a song about "Love men motive"

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Cause men lie, women lie

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Professing they found one ready as this

Ity is just a product, profit and motive

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

I am olubowale, the answer to this

Niggas ask whats my motive, why i'm so explosive

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space