What up ma, how you doing?
It's your boy, I'm fine, and so is ma
I just thought you'd enjoy this rhyme,
so just spread out your wings
Let me tell you some things,
I pray to God it ain't for you
My Uncle Jimmy yo I'm glad he with you,
I can't tell you how bad he miss you
No doubt, I got you tatted on my chest
if you haven't had an area cold
I done wrote a thousand lines
that I just can't mail ya
Committed the foulest crimes
that I just can't tell ya
Cause I'm ashamed of the failure,
have you looked in my life?
I'm like a thug with a gun
Plus nowadays they say we lookin' alike
So when I look in the mirror
I see you standing up cooking at night
And it hurts that I ain't near ya
I wish I could give you a hug and tell you,
When you down it picks you up
But when you stuck in the rut
It comes through when you're close
When you down it picks you up
But when you stuck in the rut
don't do what y 'all like
I've been in foul situations,
Whether streets or sports,
Whether college or run -ins
y 'all wasn't strict or fussy
Y let a nigga live to make hits like Puffy
I could've been a convict
roughly two or three times
Dog, I speak the rapture, y believe
A lot of niggas can't feel me,
y 'all need to pay homage
They can't promise the world,
This for them doin' paper routes
So where y 'all goin' out eatin',
it's spillin' out my heart on this track
when you down it picks you up
Love is love, y 'all, when times is tough
it come through when you clutch
y when you down it picks you up
when you're stuck in a rut
Love is love y 'all, when times is tough
Love is love y man it comes
Yo, DeMarco, my ninja, my man,
Remember, hit on the mic,
cause you know you eat jello
Now all we do is keep metal,
under our seats and pedals
new clothes, streets and ghettos
Pop that Moe, that Chris, that be yellow
Cop that Doe, that keeps the wrist bezel
I never thought we'd reach this level
Think about it, can't nothing beat this
we tryna go from plastic to china
I learned to love the game, man,
275 to be the next Eric in Paris
On the street, serving yank,
that's like Peyton and Kidd
chasing what was mostly a dream
from that karaoke machine
When you down, it picks you up
It come through in a clutch,
When you down, it picks you up,
But when you stuck in a rut,
An d it come through in a clutch,
Love is love, Pitch Squad
Yeah, love is love, Dre, me, y 'all
To all my ninjas, love is love
Yeah, to all my bitches, love is love
I'm tellin' you, love is love