This is a song about "Take me into your loving arms"

Now i can draw your face up pretty

They fucking me and loving me

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

Freestyle turn you to a homie. call me strange but not loving

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Days when i look into your irises you make me feel

So she loving me, got a house up vagas,(where it ought

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Into her vertice until i heard her scream your hurtin me/

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Then take it down slow

Hold your arms cry and wallow

After all that shit you still call me baby in your arms

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

You haters put up your guards

Minus your head legs arms