This is a song about "Cold hearts"

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

Dollar sign belt buckle, im your uncle who will never stumble

Who cares about hearts and love

Black jesus!searchin for black jesus

Is because of you

Take hearts and rip em in two

So not my hearts been patched

Then i bet he be cracked

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I'm cold on the cold turkey

And these shape-shifting hoes

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

But they will never reach our hearts,