This is a song about "Cold hearted hustle"

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

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Of finding myself as an individual

In the shantytowns bounds we hustle,

Started out a winner obsessed with cold hearted killers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Or relieves from the broken hearted stories

Just like an animal

So shakie had to hustle

Cold hearted as spiderman throwin a spider in the snow

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

Back to times square...i got dimes here

To knock the hustle for real