This is a song about "Change of heart"

With foreign names, valet the range

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

Cold heart steady dreamin of tropical climates

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

Dark hearts mixed in with the good of heart

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

The pain of knowing you fucked up, but you may never change

You should beware beware beware, of a women with a broken heart

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Of a woman with a broken heart.

This for my niggas that really rap hard

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

You reflect in this heart of mine