This the kind of music, that won't allow no sympathy
I can sense your feelings, but I can't mix our energies
Negative & volatile, wonder why you into me
I'm can give you lovin
Or I can give you history
Seems like you been f*ckin
And I can tell you here for me
I said my name mclovin
And Can you get a beer for me
If you let me f*ck you
Don't think that you gon hear from me
You can f*ck my brother
Unless you feel indifferently
I'm on to better things
You don't know what this means
You have no hopes to dream
Cause you gave it all to me
Here's what it is better listen
I f*cked 10 girls
Then my ass went missin
Look at all that fame
All that ass you been kissin
Put it on the line
You ain't got no pad to piss in
All that f*ckin beef & you got no f*ck kitchen
Barely got a dollar but you got some sense to listen
Rarely even holler, but you screaming for a ending
Even if I got it , man a nigga gotta get it ah
I'm on to better things
You don't know what this means
You have no hopes to dream
Cause you gave it all to me