This is a song about "Great ghost of heart"

Now i got heart crushed again of course

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

Of venom to ya feelings and ya visions of heart

I be on the highway dirty, crunch time

You reflect in this heart of mine

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

When their in the state of beind down while others are great

Persevering they paint mental pictures of what things are in great detail

Turn into bitch ass niggasi'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail

With a heart full of hate

I'm dreaming to be great

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

We all want that great feeling of being popular,

For the most part those blocks get bogart

I battle more hard then the ghost of mozart,