This is a song about "Real heart"

And by the way i'mma start

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Interjection: the heart is as the heart does/

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

She used to have his heart

You ain't gon find that

Real niggas get real shit

Everyday lay it out with all my heart

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Cause real niggas do real things

That was my influence

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Like a small garage in your backyard

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Cause real niggas do real things