This is a song about "Early mrning hearts"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

When 2pac got shot early on

So not my hearts been patched

I'll get to em when i land

Then eat em up for #early #dinner

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

An early toke, not a burly bloke, but sturdy folk

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

Trips in the cake holes

Cause too many people got weak ass hearts

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

I carry the biggest sacks you'd think santa came early

That's why i rhyme like a poet from a prior century