This is a song about "Heart"

I clap shit-aim at your heart

A working genius, a work of art

Relax bitch-don't take it to heart

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Slingin you over the shoulder: heart to heart

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Interjection: the heart is as the heart does/

Of a woman with a broken heart.

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

You're a bitch, and you broke my heart.

Sling you over the shoulder nigga: heart to heart

Like damn mama the reason i work hard