This is a song about "Loving"

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Cause you loving the way my ollie got pop

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

The all loving immaculate master of all,

They fucking me and loving me

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

My shit, i know u loving

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

That your buying and there loving it,

Or never say never though i admit

Listening to your garbage’s got me feeling trapped in a small cage/

Looking in the mirror and loving this revolutionary change,