This is a song about "Rap and love"

This rap shit ain't a magical, one love to my main man mac,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

And that they love to se

We've gon so far astray

And i love your brain but i think i'll never know enough

See me rap and you feel like a stranger in love/

Catch you up on places i've been

And is ready for love section

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Can't stand without writing rap and

That rap game, although changed, has given true love a shot.

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Who cares about hearts and love

Cause this nigga done got jealous