This is a song about "Heart print panties"

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Print a receipt out of my ass crack for you to eat.

Sling you over the shoulder nigga: heart to heart

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

The tragic which nas topped// read my fucking blue print// hova changed up lanes

I know my calling's worth like phone card

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Droppin' shields like panties cause she wants the d

You see now that nigga lonely

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

You shot right through my heart.

No distraction, just heart to heart human interaction

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin