This is a song about "Cold hearts"

Even though his hearts so cold the story he told was practically practical

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

On a mission but my hearts got conditions

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Before you turn too cold

Is a space that now you hold

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

Both of their hearts are now shattered,

Too focused, one word

But they will never reach our hearts,

Hit the green like running backs with no yards