This is a song about "Still in love with you"

If i stop it in it's prime the heart will still be filled with love.

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Just to love you in any way possible.

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

Still standin' and in love with my pride heard frivolous beats, we past that

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,

In my bed with visions of you in my head, still i pray

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

You know the type of bitches that fell in love with that glass dick

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

Friday with some ace of spades side ways drunk in love