This is a song about "Millie murphy and my love for her"

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

She tells me she loves me and i tell her i love her back

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Hope ya'll ain't have no protection

Grits chopped off for the love and affection

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

Daddy took my last money to buy presents for her, and i feel so screwed

I fucked my fear and finally said her with my plale face that "i love you".

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

The thought of her love had always been my only inspiration.