This is a song about "Wanting to kiss them"

Tried to spit so fast, but instead he blowed a kiss

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

And i am trying to hear what you wanting to say

But you're loving mine i am the shit

Wanting to battle me? you must be stupid

Baby got that super bass

I don't have to kiss your ass

Wanting to commit suicide how could they not die,

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

Wanting to leave but always coming back to mary jane

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Every afternoon not wanting to be around

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

Silicone bitches got the confidence

The right-to-kiss his dead wife's lips