This is a song about "Make love"

But if we are together again lets make a love pool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

I love to write, make knotted string art that's jail life.

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama criedbut that was fiction some coward got the story twisted

I love you baby dear, you're incredibly gifted, please make sure your spirits are always lifted."

And you love being kobe when you make the lay up

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Then i said i had enough

A never ending love

And make sure you remember this, ma i love you.. mamma..

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

And make everyone that you love, almost always steer clear.

Who cares about hearts and love

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus