This is a song about "My loving girl"

I am not loving my financial sitch right now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

A girl like her, makes a sweet, loving wife.

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Oh girl you're my narcotic

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

Loving you is my pleasure

That white girl is my cater

I don’t care where ya are

And he, what's his name, earl

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

My shit, i know u loving

Get off a key like i can’t sing