This is a song about "Stolen heart"

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

We're ballin' in this game, the swag of lebron's stolen,

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Matter fact, a raptor who just had her baby stolen/

From the time that you stole my heart

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Some of you are lost and can't be found like the stolen jewels

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Your stolen words go on deaf ears like a cryin mime

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

No distraction, just heart to heart human interaction

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Blood everywhere and my bike was stolen.

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Racism stands tall with his smoking gun, a child's life stolen