This is a song about "Heart"

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

That saturday night when you kissed my heart

Cause this is coming from my heart

Hope all over again, we can start

Armed with darkness in my heart,

For the most part those blocks get bogart

You took a bite out of my heart

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

Everyday lay it out with all my heart

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Sling you over the shoulder nigga: heart to heart

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

She used to have his heart

Know give me a head start