This is a song about "Love of g"

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Yeah i wrote sweet lyrics of our love

Love of his craft is why he's driven

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Friday with some ace of spades side ways drunk in love

G-unit would make of it!

You don't mean that, you faggot

I learned the first lesson of love

Then i said i had enough

I'm the type of kid that always mocks love,

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

If you believe then you can achieve

Track of tough love with tattered seems