This is a song about "Loving my bestfriend"

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

Growen up to be a drug doing , no good for nothing , young age

Looking in the mirror and loving this revolutionary change,

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

I might have fuck my ex's bestfriend but i'm not shore

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Or as your loyal and loving pet

Cause you loving the way my ollie got pop

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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