This is a song about "Heart full of pain"

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Just like that, you'll have a heart attack from the pain,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Full of futile exercises, for a future full of bars

Full of this unbridled passion

I will fracture to a fraction

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Belly full of paper bills

Boot full of the ounces

Don’t you be holding back, your love

All these fake smiles cause my heart a little pain

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

The vacancy that sat in my heart

Redbox flow and i do not date

With a heart full of hate