This is a song about "The heart crying"

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

I'll stop the violence, you left me crying just leave the streets quiet,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

What the fuck do you do when your mother's crying?

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that

From the time that you stole my heart

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

All the gunshots that were fired,screams of women crying inside the hamlets

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

From the time that you stole my heart.

See, where i come from is hard

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Interjection: the heart is as the heart does/