This is a song about "Sick at heart"

You shot right through my heart.

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Striking down in oklahoma at 2:56, the thoughts make me sick

I clap shit-aim at your heart

They don't hear the bark

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Or attempt to at least shit at least i got some heart

Slingin you over the shoulder: heart to heart

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Hope all over again, we can start

No gimmick: real time, real heart

With two chicks, sadistic

Emcees raps made me sick.

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart