This is a song about "Corrupted hearts"

And i can't help but notice

Who cares about hearts and love

So many kind words few kind hearts

Please correct me, stretch marks

I ignore the calls for blasphamy, pushing on my corrupted qi.

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

We're just corrupted youth acting like alcoholic mad men/

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Are all the disney stars corrupted

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Cause too many people got weak ass hearts

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Just lay back, get your face slapped

So not my hearts been patched

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet