This is a song about "Taken my hart with de season"

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

I stayed strong through all of the season riding my 2004 nissan.

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

But with foolness you're injected, so imma leave your hart to yearn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Popping something thats forbidden and every single fifty

Spitting lethal seen the evil taken over the people in my city...

Mc's get taken to school with this music

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

I haven't taken my shot, i'm sick with lyrical flu.

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

If u smoking with me you better de filling

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

I rap from the deep of my hart, i am not fag nor whack