This is a song about "Toronto moments"

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

Moments when the way to love was buried and twisted

Been here for long i'm fitting the moments, flows in like oceans

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

And show them in this most fleeting of moments

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Head of the class moments need to pass

Out remembering the moments

But i guess that shit's just tough love

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Those moments are priceless, precious like ices jewels i treasure rebirth me isis