This is a song about "A broke nigha"

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

I wasn’t broke growing up but let a real lyricist start shit,

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Pocket full a coke, but the boys still broke

How do you expect, a broke single mom to feed

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

Not yearning broke, half-a twice a yapper wordy moke

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

Get smoked he's a big joke trying to not to get broke

I know you just doing your job

Was a ghost at the most, broke