This is a song about "Another year of broken hearts"

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Another year has gone away to make way for a new way,

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear

Ya just bought a pair of sperrys like its freshman year

Karma seeps in to the hearts of the weak

Niggas is unifying as we speak

In terms of propaganda this was an astronomical year

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

Broken hearts, cry yourself to self to sleep, really nigga llive your life

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Like an broken can of mace

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Shake it for the man of the year