This is a song about "Cold hearted hustle"

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Lonely hearted in the corner hearing voices in my head.

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Cold hearted, compose art, i do it now for jesus' name,

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Been cold hearted in cruel in god's book is illegal.

That he dont even own

Leave sweet, good hearted girls alone.

I can respect the hustle

Yeah come holla at your uncle

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

The world is so typical