This is a song about "Brake up"

I say screw it and brake down the door

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

Livin life fast so i never need a brake

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Well baby bot there ain't no question

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

I never take breaks, i make brake throughs, so forget you, and all your friends

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Now a nigga got baking to bake

You won't even see me when your ankles brake

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Half a mill "rap-touring," jarrett jack boy