This is a song about "The missing segment in my heart"

I got that goodman game

In my heart you'll always maintain.

My heart sank when my bro was shot in the streets,

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Perfected every method my nigga you just a segment

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

From the time that you stole my heart.

Cause i got that skill in my mind, got the rhythm in my heart

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

A working genius, a work of art

But the hood was always in my heart

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

I am the missing piece in this puzzle.

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

You broke my heart in a million pieces.