This is a song about "Bad break ups"

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

Go through ups and downs,through right and wrong

But just when it gets good, she's gone

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Pack that shit up put in baggies, wholesale drugs fedex and ups

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Ups and downs and come arounds, and stomachs growling,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness

'til it's like a mile long

This is my break-up song,

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Track 4.) break the bank (break the bank)

(8 second instrumental break)

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late