This is a song about "Love or somthing"

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

She's every love song that i love singing

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Call it love or call it gravitational attraction

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I had to try do somthing to start a movement,

I'm the other guy

Or somthing and wait to die

That would be enough

Love it when ya show me love

Ass shots is a plus

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

And this will be the song that we sing

Somthing that i just cant dealing