This is a song about "Love ya hommies"

I mean she ya first love what you expect

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

So know that's a clue ya that's the cheat i love u ,you're the girl i need

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

I don't need ya' love nigga it's too late,

Talking about big love

Is you big enough

That i love, got to take ya to school

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool