This is a song about "My love for mygrandfather"

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Another time for the thugs that need love

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Baby if you want my love

That would be enough

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

No love at all no love for my natives at all

Got love for my little buddy he will be missed

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Jesus i love you with every fiber of my being you know it, its hard for

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

I needed satisfaction for once before i close my casket and find love and don't pass it