This is a song about "Loving my cousin"

He tried to kill my cousin

Something wicked this way come

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Loving you is clouding my head

Wait, now it's about eight something

As kellin quinn once said wiv loving

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

He was my cousin and he was there for me

No cursing....no hating,just loving why'd that all have to change, in my mind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

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

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming