This is a song about "Loving god"

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

You and i spent everyday together loving each other

Came to the uk with one suitcase, they were loving the view

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

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

And my nigga bam bam, he ready for whatever

Who know this be the life that i really live

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

With yo momma’s dutch oven that she’s loving.

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

They rooting for me, they say a nigga buzzing

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

Rest in peace in my loving memory

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see