This is a song about "Love song to a girl"

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Girl i love you that's a sickness

Don’t you be holding back, your love

I love to see a pretty girl making ugly faces

So you can see why they mad, look at they status

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

You thought i was a girly girl spitting bout some love tho?

So i decided to write a song

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

And he, what's his name, earl

You say you love yo girl

Most times when a liquor all gone

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

This ain't a song i'm just respondin to denice's shit son

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision