This is a song about "My lovely subscriber"

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Az's for real (oh he's for real) he's for real (its so lovely sippin on

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Ending: its so crazy im down wit az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

They say nothings ever free

My own unknown is my enemy,

The uk is a lovely place, full of all sorts of race

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

I guess god cannot be everywhere so he created a mother, a lovely mother

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for