This is a song about "Loving in the friendz"

They fucking me and loving me

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

Cause you loving the way my ollie got pop

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

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

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

Looking in the mirror and loving this revolutionary change,

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Rest in peace in my loving memory

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

That your buying and there loving it,