This is a song about "Love you victoria"

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

He said love thy neighbor as you love thyself,

Swear i'm trying to get through

You know that i love you

Streets is calling you

Though i love how you do

How could you love her and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

See i'm breathing for a purpose

// [bitch you get (no love)]

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

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus