This is a song about "Hearts broke"

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

Whether i'm a billioanire or flat broke

This is how she want to live

Same flies file in hearts like they're aisles

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Now we got to heal cause you gotten our hearts broke

All on the furniture with no regards

But they will never reach our hearts,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Just remember were all made up of two different hearts

Poison darts flew on cue, from the view into their hearts.

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards