This is a song about "Lovers"

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

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

But i see other people every day with their lovers

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

But in her kind of industry there is alot of lovers

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

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

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