This is a song about "Lovie dear"

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

Dear god, i think it's time we had a conversation

My knees on the ground, dear father

Said when i do dirt wit her

I get scared, she says may i help you dear?

This batmobile is real hard to steer

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

He said dear lord forgive me, i know i sin a lot.i sin a lot.

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

Set aside your fears i'll be your freak my dear man listen hear

Wait for the rain and storms to clear oh dear fear

Big money, all the hoes here, hd, i came so clear