This is a song about "Love my woes"

Tryna remember all does times my girl and i made love

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

No love at all no love for my natives at all

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

I hate my design but roll with the love

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Brand new drop, i'm riding through harlem

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Get a call from my mom, one love/

Play hard to get, females get jealous

J's on my feet, yeah i love designers,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth