This is a song about "Heart casserole"

That saturday night when you kissed my heart

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

No distraction, just heart to heart human interaction

And by the way i'mma start

I'll throw up a veil, safeguard your heart

With a heart full of hate

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

I loved you with all my heart

For the most part those blocks get bogart

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Her achilles heel is her weak heart.

They don't hear the bark

She used to have his heart