This is a song about "Our love"

Thinkin on the days when our love was all that,

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

When i look into your eyes i kno our love is really true.

Cuz the bitches like us, but they love our home.

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Cuz the bitches like us, but they love our home.

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

How we met was destiny, our love is honestly true.

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

Noone could break our love, it was rock hard

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Half of us males dont even love our mate

Our love was still there but our minds were lost

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short