This is a song about "Heart on my sleeve"

Like bitch please, if my heart was on my sleeve

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

So i feel hate in my heart

For the most part those blocks get bogart

All lying ass defensive ass boys

Shawty's heart was on steroids

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Sitting on my shoulder, my heart is getting colder

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Leave my heart on stage when i hold a mic

Always got a trick up my sleeve

Like being garbage some type of disease

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

I'll kill mc's with a magician's list of tricks up my sleeve.

See, and now life seem hard

You shot right through my heart.