This is a song about "Loving you is a curse"

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

Leaving you with problems like sewage, could be a blessing and a damn curse/

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

It's absurd they're testing, "freedom"? is it a curse or blessing?

But after you've clung to it, you realize its a fucking curse

Ain't no fathers but the skinny niggas tryna hit their daughters

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

The news is broadcasting celebrity dates 'n' splits and the lack of loving

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

Nostalgia's like a fricking curse that haunts you till you hit the dirt

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Cos i'll be on you like a curse so don't disperse

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse