This is a song about "Heart transplants"

I clap shit-aim at your heart

For the most part those blocks get bogart

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Relax bitch-don't take it to heart

Swear they go hard

You shot right through my heart.

Hope all over again, we can start

That saturday night when you kissed my heart

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

And by the way i'mma start

So i feel hate in my heart

Everyday lay it out with all my heart

I know my calling's worth like phone card