This is a song about "Not love"

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Who cares about hearts and love

And i can't help but notice

To love your memories and listen to the lord and not cause any trouble.

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Listen to me this love was not textbook

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

"hop if your not spreading love then why do you even write music?"

When you feel so dope it ain't even cool for you to get excited with a verse anymore

But don't deny it's the divinest love of rap for which we strive for, not our marital strife, whore

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Love sets into cold silhouettes. i was told i will not forget