This is a song about "She s the one i love"

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Am i the only one who tried to write love on her arms?

// [she says i am the one, but the kid is not my son]

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

I, and the i is in the i love you that she taught to me. (x2)

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

But one day in the cafeteria she sat alone, so i walked up and took a seat,

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

// [she says i am the one, but the kid is not my son]

Me out my home/ she said i was a whore , and she didnt love

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

She want the love and affection and i give it tonight