This is a song about "Queen of hearts"

I said i don’t give a fuck

She was the queen of the club

But they will never reach our hearts,

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Just remember were all made up of two different hearts

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Dark hearts mixed in with the good of heart

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

Both of their hearts are now shattered,

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

The queen of hearts said i'm the king of all aces

Its not our place to judge or to use anger to defend there is no anger in the hearts of faithful men

Show me what you got , and i will show you too cause i am whatever ( i ) say i am

Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat