This is a song about "What s on my heart"

For the most part those blocks get bogart

Armed with darkness in my heart,

Sitting on my shoulder, my heart is getting colder

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Like bitch please, if my heart was on my sleeve

If you believe then you can achieve

A mark on my fucking heart go ahead

Is not far from white girls with big bread

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

And bijies like im out and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

S on my chest like a superman vest

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time