This is a song about "The heart crying"

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Are the man they're dying so don't keep lying or crying

I'll have the wizard buried in a jungle staring at the night sky crying like why

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

And i'm prolly drunk driving crying where the fuck 5th went

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

These lyrics come from the heart

From the time that you stole my heart.

For the most part those blocks get bogart

Kids crying in the background

I drive that all around

I know my calling's worth like phone card

But the hood was always in my heart

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

Slingin you over the shoulder: heart to heart