This is a song about "Transformation of your heart to god"

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Open and take your heart out of your chest

I looked through you just to rip your cold blooded heart out

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

It ain't hard to learn, i'll leave your heart to burn,

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Cause of death self-inflicted gunshot to the heart

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Of venom to ya feelings and ya visions of heart

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

It’s just that feeling when your blood pumps straight to your heart,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Keep your heart, your will to go on, i'll keep these bars/

Im a god of anything i put ma mind to

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you