This is a song about "Posed to be in love"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

She asked me to repeat those three words i said in the morning, i texted "i love you".

My love is a masterpeace to thrive in

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Conceived in hate yet taught to love

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

I begin to gloat, explain my love in a quote

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

Sure i may be crazy but what love to do is have fun

Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen

That's words to my mama, since i wasn't a starter

I can't love you less. to stop would be even harder.

If i stop it in it's prime the heart will still be filled with love.

I'm sure you not about to tell me you ain't cum enough

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

It will be just like the human centipede, id love to feed