This is a song about "Not love"

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

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

// [bitch you get (no love)]

I wouldn't be famous

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Im sorry i love you so much but, its not my choice, id stay if i could,

But you hate them navel kisses

Show me love show me fuckin love

And these shape-shifting hoes

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Love it when ya show me love

Wood chain with a jesus

Baby if you want my love

See i'm breathing for a purpose