This is a song about "Cold hearts"

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Take hearts and rip em in two

The boa know they loving the crew

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

My minds astray, my hearts finally gray

But they will never reach our hearts,

All on the furniture with no regards

Hearts beat hard but pulse is steady

And now me, you can call me mr. friendly

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air