This is a song about "Heart"

No gimmick: real time, real heart

They don't hear my bark

She used to have his heart

Blasting out some backyard

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

No distraction, just heart to heart human interaction

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

These lyrics come from the heart

I loved you with all my heart

A working genius, a work of art

But the hood was always in my heart

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

You shot right through my heart.