This is a song about "Kevin heart"

Hope all over again, we can start

But the hood was always in my heart

Cause this is coming from my heart

Like a small garage in your backyard

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

But me and kevin know that this talent is just a blessing

A working genius, a work of art

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Of a woman with a broken heart.

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Sling you over the shoulder nigga: heart to heart

And by the way i'mma start

You shot right through my heart.

I know my calling's worth like phone card

From the time that you stole my heart.