This is a song about "Two hearts"

They got me trapped

So not my hearts been patched

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

On a mission but my hearts got conditions

I never fit in with them light skins

And then along came the wrong man for her

Puttin two and two together

I got these tats all on my arms

But they will never reach our hearts,

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Poison darts flew on cue, from the view into their hearts.

Not to shit on you

Take hearts and rip em in two

Both of their hearts are now shattered,

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