This is a song about "Saika the sewn beauty and heart theif"

Just to see the beauty in your eyes.

Sky high, iced out paradise

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Heart and soul to death, she rushes to the bathroom door and locks it

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Slingin you over the shoulder: heart to heart

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

The father went and knelt down and said can you find it in your heart to forgive me

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree