This is a song about "Hearts"

Only kids at the time, but our hearts were not under

Rap sheet was as long as a sudanese brother

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

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

Who cares about hearts and love

Ships that sail to distant places

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Karma seeps in to the hearts of the weak

Then i bet he be cracked

So not my hearts been patched

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

Just remember were all made up of two different hearts

No, no, we are not those

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

Back in the motherfuckin bay

My minds astray, my hearts finally gray