This is a song about "A boy whose dreams are broken"

Boy you are skinny, skinnier then a licorice.

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow

I am a rapper whose words stab like a machete show!

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

You've got a broken dome

They blowing up my phone

But he is still 16 years old a young guy whose raps are mold

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Even when my dreams are dead

Holla out my set

Pissed off with a stiff jaw and now im just a bitch whose/

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

They had a hell of a run

Streaks are made to broken