This is a song about "Owen hart"

I rap from the deep of my hart, i am not fag nor whack

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

But with foolness you're injected, so imma leave your hart to yearn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

This rap is supose to be funny but im no kevin hart

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

When i see u ma hart go bom bom like a beat