This is a song about "Somethingbroken heart"

Like a small garage in your backyard

Gave me a burn on my hurting heart

Interjection: the heart is as the heart does/

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

I know my calling's worth like phone card

These lyrics come from the heart

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

From the time that you stole my heart.

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Armed with darkness in my heart,

No gimmick: real time, real heart

See, and now life seem hard

And by the way i'mma start

You shot right through my heart.

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Blasting out some backyard