This is a song about "They say my hearts cold"

I never fit in with them light skins

On a mission but my hearts got conditions

They don't know about our broken hearts and this city we created

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

These basic bitches say they hate me but they be singing my song.

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

The way people look at my raps they say "it's sickening!"

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something

I just call it …remember all the dough

Don't say fuck him, you say they my homies bro

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

They say no fighting in da club so i broght my matic

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

My minds astray, my hearts finally gray