This is a song about "Loving him"

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

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

We sat together, talking bout love, straight loving in that love seat

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

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

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

The all loving immaculate master of all,

You and i spent everyday together loving each other

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Rest in peace in my loving memory