This is a song about "Wanting to be loved"

Wanting to battle me? you must be stupid

Listening to aston martin music music

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

You can die loved or live and be hated

And maybe cupid won't miss

I be wanting your kiss

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

Wanting to hit her so hard and make her arms go slack

Don't we all want to live, be loved, have our mouths fed,

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

I was so sincere like nas first name

Wanting to blow up, for nothing to remain

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

Wanting to leave but always coming back to mary jane

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Enjoyment in things i loved seem to be freed from me