This is a song about "Young loves"

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

He loves me but that's not all

Bitch, i was born to ball

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

Mama always told me i’d be famous

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Loves whatever you make it

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

If someone loves another, can you really not stand it?