This is a song about "A broken romance"

Formed from a broken promise,

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

An anglo-saxon with a broken accent

Like a broken record i cannot be played

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Im feeling lower than a broken bumper

You've got a broken dome

Music that y'all condone

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Student at a broken down school, fucking fags need a tuneup

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

But who needs a heart anymore when you can rest in shore that it'll only be broken