This is a song about "I see your heart lockdown"

I know it's nice to hear this shit to win your racist heart,

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Thinking your better than what i see,

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

If i can't have your heart then mine i will pawn.

Well, i guess i eventually stole your heart one day

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

My name is timb aka thomas crown

I see your heart is on lockdown,

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

I looked through you just to rip your cold blooded heart out

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Can it be a we, i need the key, to your heart.

I mean your whole heart is so confusing with the weird weather

I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember