This is a song about "Heart beat of harlem"

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

I'm undeserving of, this broken heart casserole.

No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

You took the heart of me

Is rampant like the gambling and the stealing in harlem,

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Two-step - white dude's harlem shake

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Gave me up in a heart beat. the streets is what i need,

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real