This is a song about "Early mrning hearts"

I come to win your hearts

Tire marks, tire marks

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

When 2pac got shot early on

My sim card's the bomb

Hit the club she drop it low

Come early to the show

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Police discovery early the next day

But they will never reach our hearts,

I got these tats all on my arms