This is a song about "Loving a place"

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Sick of loving what i used to love theirs more than one purpose for a basin

Say you through will all my foul ways

I must be in a different place

To a different place

Just know that i'm always

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

Watch as nothing becomes a big round something, imagine a lot of loving,

Freestyle turn you to a homie. call me strange but not loving

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Place a certain exclamation mark,

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

A girl like her, makes a sweet, loving wife.

She don't really care about anyone advice

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

I'd walk through a blizzard for her cause i'm a loving guy despite