This is a song about "Want her affections"

All i want to do was touch that face, i think her name was grace

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Didn't want to fuck up, shit every time that i talked to her was such a trip

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I want to meet her again to have the favor repaid.

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

I want to tell her why i gave up so easily so i wont seem so low

Drop her, pick her up and tomahawk her/

I'm larry david, gimme my paper

The items is all they want

From the time that you stole my heart

Spread her, pet her with her thighs sprawled

Basketball is my favorite sport

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Doggy her favorite, blackbird her favorite