This is a song about "Loving your boyfrie"

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Came to the uk with one suitcase, they were loving the view

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

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

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

Like loving your job and what you do there and one day just getting canned.

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

You and i spent everyday together loving each other

Yeah, and i don't dance i just two step

Or as your loyal and loving pet

Loving you is clouding my head

Is not far from white girls with big bread