This is a song about "Loving sisters"

A girl like her, makes a sweet, loving wife.

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,

It’s me, makavelia.k.a tha don of this whole clique

Looking in the mirror and loving this revolutionary change,

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

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Rest in peace in my loving memory

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

The all loving immaculate master of all,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

So listen when the sisters whisper slightly audibly,