This is a song about "Loving boys"

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

My shit, i know u loving

That your buying and there loving it,

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Or as your loyal and loving pet

Code red, which means you go red

Rest in peace in my loving memory

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

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

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,