This is a song about "Love hearts"

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

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

I be getting scratched

So not my hearts been patched

Want to let you know i love you

Take hearts and rip em in two

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

On a mission but my hearts got conditions

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

I wish i could have 25 wives

Same flies file in hearts like they're aisles

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Cause too many people got weak ass hearts