This is a song about "Love on different faith"

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Sipping on some different liquid leaning like it's limbo

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show

I spit on a whole different lyrical flow

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Different thoughts then ignorance on a thumb

But everything i knew was on a different shelf

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

I keep hearing to keep the faith and hold on to the truth.

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

But here i am lost again on a different day

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

They learn to read and write but don't learn to love what's different.

Fuckin' y'all with no lubricant, go grab the detergent

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

'cause i'm on a different level when i kill an instrumental,