This is a song about "Romance"

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Back then i had no feelings, i hated love,*bitches* and romance.

Just waiting to spring, so i could make romance bloom

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Ya i'll believe that when biggie and tupac had a romance/

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Lyrical trance, romance the beat,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

We're two different types of romance,

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I was so nervous when i talked to her cause she was such a romance chick