This is a song about "Love spells"

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Why do people say im professional when i cry wet spells

She's every love song that i love singing

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

Got a piece around my neck that spells out the name

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

And i know who started it , they were under their own spells,

I really tried to show love

But you hate them navel kisses

Like a voodoo practising spells where they end up taking ya head

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

Show me love show me fuckin love