This is a song about "Brake ups"

To spit builds to the top then i rip i no i can brake any bitch

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

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

Life has its ups and downs but it aint no roller coaster

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

The wind is blowing, i keep going through the ups and downs

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

Your dropping more names than ups drops boxes

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

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

500 miles push on the disc brake

I get my paper, y'all just hate