This is a song about "My sweetheart"

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

See my pain through my eyes,

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

My summertime sunshine

She's a sweetheart, smart, scarred, all from the start.

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

Baby you're the one

Grab my knife and my gun

Burying my lethargy

Trying to catch me riding dirty