This is a song about "Suppose to be in love"

Your last man was semi pro

I suppose it goes to show

Wait,why i suppose to feel like this,

Uppity bitches, handling business

Where i'm from they is ruthless

Conceived in hate yet taught to love

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

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

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

It will be just like the human centipede, id love to feed

What the fuck are we suppose to do, people still believe in the so called truths on the news

I know you're weak an secretly tweakin countin petals knowin you gonna lose

Thinkin those nameflips are totally "hard", but raps suppose to be art

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

This rap suppose to be a kiss to your mom tits

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids