This is a song about "Was love"

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

Our love for each other was about to just about too expire

Ur love was always fake

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Ur love was always fake

It was love at first sight

Always strap so i was alright

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Love before consent was just a misdemeanor

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Move onto the next, never knew love was complex,

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

Moments when the way to love was buried and twisted

Ur love was always fake

Im washin off another plate