This is a song about "You love me ha"

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

You love me to no ends, but that image begins to fade,

No insulators to make you try to climb out as gladiators! (ha?)

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Cause i've found, you pound people like me to get some love/

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Come on tell me you love me back

Why you don't feel a little love for me

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

Ha, yeah right, you won't get off so easily,

They giving pounds and that before get the money

That will be enough

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

Hey bitch,don't judge it now,really. you're askin' for your death day ya.

You admit ya have to amire when i spit "shut it bitch you a liar!" ha!