This is a song about "Make love"

Who know this be the life that i really live

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

Only when were gonna make love n about to undress,

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Make love to the beat as he caressed the hot lines

What i really like to do is live, love, eat, play, rap, make love too.

I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

But i'm finna make a hey mama remix man i love em so much/

Lower than my credit score

Make you love it, get it trending more

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I make love to the game

Then lost her faith again