This is a song about "Lovely"

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

If they think i'm a make a fucking sequel to recovery, how lovely to think that,

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

I guess you could say that's my poison, such a lovely crutch

The uk is a lovely place, full of all sorts of race

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Its all because my lovely bathroom

And her smile lit up the room

She is oh so lovely with eyes that have such a loving stare

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

Ending: its so crazy im down wit az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Its so crazy jones and az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy