This is a song about "Cold hearts"

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Two white cups and i got that drank

Haters dont phase my hearts on everlast!!

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

So many kind words few kind hearts

You haters put up your guards

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Poison darts flew on cue, from the view into their hearts.

Just hustling you understand

So not my hearts been patched

I say that the pool is closed

Before you turn too cold