This is a song about "Heart ache"

And my bank account look just like a phone card

She can't smile, so much ache in her heart

The kids are wasting food while others ache for the day they get aid from groups

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

It's colder the darkness in my heart

These lyrics come from the heart

A working genius, a work of art

Blasting out some backyard

So i feel hate in my heart

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

No distraction, just heart to heart human interaction

Her achilles heel is her weak heart.

And by the way i'mma start

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

I'm getting emotionless someone give me a heart