This is a song about "Boy with the broken halo"

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Of a woman with a broken heart.

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

The young white boy with weed in his backpack

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

To keep up with the same pace looking boy

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Threatened cops with broken noses, no joke

Boy, boy,ho, ho, what the fuck you gon' do when the world is done fuckin with you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

With your halo and a crown

Expose those fries, can't hold those down

I miss you at my recent show

"whose this nimble lord with a halo"

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

With the eyes glazed over, "boy, you ain't schroeder!