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

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Tied to the pine, with already a broken spine, your screwed

Threatened cops with broken noses, no joke

Motherfucker this is forever dope

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

I give you a halo to reach on the picture placed on your tombstone

With the talent chosen you valid broken record holder

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Jumped up with a broken back

She was wet off the bat

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

To keep up with the same pace looking boy

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

I was raised in hell don't expect me to act like an angel with a halo ring/