This is a song about "To the one i love"

I use to front like i was the baddest one,

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

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

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

I feel my work ain't enough

I swear she's the one i love

And left a burden on my soul until i was old enough

At least i was nice enough to give my first impression twice the love

Yet the things that i love

It's just textbook stuff

The love i had for you since day one has definately grown,

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Put expressions in their music and create the face

I love thee to the level of every day's

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

That theres no one to love me