This is a song about "Power of love"

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

A mastermind of power who devours cowards with anguish.

Show a level of love for it

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

We made love with all sorts of passion

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

For the love of the gameeeeee (echo)

Of all kind mingling all the twelve disciples are descending the power of the holy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

But my fuckin laptop about to run out of power,

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for