This is a song about "Blow heart out"

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Rip your heart out then i hops in

Where i could scream my bars straight out my heart/

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Took my heart out of my chest and ate it

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

My flows too sick, you rip out faggots heart

Maybe when those flames blow out

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

When we bring out them choppers, you gonna have heart attack.

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

You aint a threat i smoke you from a bong and blow you out into a thong

So we.agreed.to blow that shit out

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud