This is a song about "Love rhyms"

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

But you hate them navel kisses

Trust they seen enough

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

I wanted to find love but love never came

Show me love show me fuckin love

Pocket racked up all big faces

Yet the things that i love

It's just textbook stuff

Or know them testament verses

I want a girl to love

Wood chain with a jesus

Baseball is my first love

That's that computer love

I wouldn't be famous