This is a song about "Loving shoes breaking hearts"

Like the bottom of your dated shoes

Its cold as shit in this booth

Who cares about hearts and love

But you hate them navel kisses

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

They fucking me and loving me

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Crockadillys are the shoes for me

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

As kellin quinn once said wiv loving

If they could cut out all the busting

Loving you is clouding my head

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Loving you is my pleasure