This is a song about "Love or somthing"

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

Love it when ya show me love

Cause this nigga done got jealous

I'm breathing for a purpose

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Either ur a masochist or love being packed with dicks

She's every love song that i love singing

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

// [bitch you get (no love)]

See i'm breathing for a purpose

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

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Pocket racked up all big faces

A never ending love