This is a song about "Loving u"

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

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

Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

Loving you is clouding my head

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

That your buying and there loving it,

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Is that all you got for loving is ya family for fucking

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Rest in peace in my loving memory

So now i show you off to the block no fronting

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call