This is a song about "Lovin"

You gone make me feel the lovin

You're uncool like my mother kin

Pid to ever think it maybe that it true i was lovin you.

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

We never tattle, let god handle that

You gone make me feel the lovin

And the reason that i'm going

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Why don't we try and be a lovin' population

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

The politicians and rich executives sit back, just lovin' it,