This is a song about "Love of friendship enthusiastic and pop"

But got comma’s in my statement

U , this is the friendship and

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

You write about love and you think you above all of

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

The very definition of pure love and complete acceptance,

Pop a glock and pop and drop at cops and watch 'em lock to stop you,

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

A little bit of love, a bit of bud, and some innocence

Untill he hears a pop and gets shot.

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop