This is a song about "Lovers"

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

But in her kind of industry there is alot of lovers

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

Like true lovers caught lost in the summer, 3rd degree sunburned

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

But i see other people every day with their lovers

Last night a couple of lovers tossed each other of a bridge

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch