This is a song about "Loving toby"

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

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

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Or as your loyal and loving pet

Loving you is my pleasure

But that's what he liked her

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

As kellin quinn once said wiv loving

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

I'm on the run, keep running

My shit, i know u loving

We sat together, talking bout love, straight loving in that love seat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

With her mind, i'm loving her and that's that

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat