To whom it concerns, or dear future owner
I have this heart but I control, it loves what he loves and does what he wanna,
Tried to knock it off but it jumped back on my shoulder. Don't get me wrong it's a good heart and it's golden but it's been stolen on top of that it's been broken
Drugged through the mudd, it's driving me insane, trying to spread love picking fights with my brain
Don't want it literally, so hurt mentally, so tired physically, it distracts and hinders me. So it's for sale the best offer gets the box
Gift from my mother but curse from my pops, kinda hurts when it's locked but I'll do better. Right now I trynna focus on putting it back together
After I'm done you can come pick it up whenever, so I can focus on getting back to the cheddar
it's always in the wrong hands, I don't think I'll use it again, I would through faith and give it a try, but if It stay it'll take over my mind, I got a heart for sale I don't need it, I got a heart for sale and it's bleeding, I got a heart for sale you can keep it, I've got a heart for sale.
I swear it's always in the wrong hands, I don't think I'll use it again, I would through faith and give it a try, but if It stay it'll take over my mind, I got a heart for sale I don't need it, I got a heart for sale and it's bleeding, I got a heart for sale you can keep it, I've got a heart for sale.
