This is a song about "More love"

Uh, i love my children so much and they won't even exist for ten more years,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

No more money, no more fame

Now that's what you call a game

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Make you love it, get it trending more

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

Would u love me more if i got down on one knee

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Sick of loving what i used to love theirs more than one purpose for a basin

That i love you more then ive loved before,

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door