This is a song about "My love for jade cannon"

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

Heart torn from my art form, word is bond, love born for rhyme soul,

For desert she have vanilla dannon from my yogurt cannon

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

I love my city, fine girls, big tittys, suck a dick for fifty,

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

And my love for her was never shaken nor question, and was definitely

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

See i'm the serial killa.and man i love my mutha.i would do anything for her.

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos