This is a song about "Love or comedy"

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Big homie hov said i am close

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

No matter how angry or sad love and self-respect is what you knew

But in the end you niggas will either love me or slay me

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

I'm ciroc without puffy, that's comedy that not funny. i'm a kill and thrill, spill

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

Niggas talk with limited service

Worthless drop outs with no love or affection,

I know they pay me too much of attention

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Yet didn't see, how you locked me, he or she, love wasn't the key.

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose