This is a song about "Boys breaking hearts"

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

Fell asleep in first class

Your always breaking glass

Release rhymes until the amplifier's breaking

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Finish line with the tire marks

So many kind words few kind hearts

Another dead woman,another bad boys

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

Just show them boys whos boss

And i'm still hurtin over pops

And what i done just ain't enough

Who cares about hearts and love

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice