This is a song about "Loves"

It's all good, finna dog that

But im a guy who loves to speak rap

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

Had i not been exposed to these things

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

The critics are calling me conscious

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

She loves the way i fuck her, imma sucker

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Nobody loves you, everyone around you are screaming "fuck you"

He loves me but that's not all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

That my tigress loves his highness

Let's have a toast for this new love

Like a women who loves to chase

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave