This is a song about "My love sanisha"

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

J's on my feet, yeah i love designers,

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Every one love my lyrics

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

Rocket my name i know you love it

Cause she made love to my rifle

As i light one for ill will

I broke mama heart with no college

I love my dick like i love my bitch

It's so annoying when i cant talk to my love,

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff