This is a song about "Robots virus love"

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I might just, spread like virus, the lyrics will cause a crisis,

She's every love song that i love singing

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Bringing up fucking ro-bots

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

My lyrics is a virus

My nigga, its all love

People know not but still they grind and work like robots,

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

Baby if you want my love

But you hate them navel kisses

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Fuck the loving, up 'n' coming rappers are the cure for this virus plague