This is a song about "Lovin"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Nothing to give, we got single parents, ain't lovin' the kids,

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

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Martial law yea boy i'm lovin it

Young money motherfucker we the shit

One time give it up for him

You gone make me feel the lovin

How you hold in emotion

You gone make me feel the lovin

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

You think your boyfriend likes you? well i'm the one he's really lovin

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

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