This is a song about "Lover 2013"

Nigga i ain't never scared

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

// [billie jean is not my lover]

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Stay down ass clowns, you must've, thought i was such a lover

Maybe i'd have a lover or i'd be a little bolder

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

She's happily a cock lover like dracula's a blood sucker

Say two things and play the lover

I pipe in and one night her

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

How it feels to be sundered from your lover because you blundered

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

When 2013 passed along in my first middle school year