This is a song about "Loving your bestfriend"

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

If loving you is wrong, than i dont want to be right.

As kellin quinn once said wiv loving

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

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

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

If they could cut out all the busting

My shit, i know u loving

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

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

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