This is a song about "Suicidal heart"

You will be here in my heart,

See, where i come from is hard

Knife to your throat, leave a suicidal note in your coat

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

I'll strike a match and light your ass, while i write 'n' craft your suicidal note

I clap shit-aim at your heart

I know my calling's worth like phone card

You shot right through my heart.

Swear they go hard

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

From the time that you stole my heart

Better learn that part now, the suicidal were the ones who waited to see.

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty