This is a song about "Ok cupid"

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

Ok you think a nigga shallow

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Killer escaping, gone, but she said it was would be ok

Cupid, hurt 'n preserving his purpose.

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Ok i'll make sure you murder this motherfucker

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Yes i make music ever since i was shot by the rap cupid,

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

Now dont shed a tear, its ok,

I make forty-some dollars a day

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

Ok guys now were ready to get rolling

Got problems, what? i can't say

May take a while but its ok