This is a song about "Loving shoes breaking hearts"

All on the furniture with no regards

But they will never reach our hearts,

So not my hearts been patched

Then i bet he be cracked

With women with issues

Like the swoosh on my shoes

You haters put up your guards

So many kind words few kind hearts

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

Loving you is my pleasure

I got these tats all on my arms

I come to win your hearts

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Release rhymes until the amplifier's breaking