This is a song about "Break your heart right back"

Be different word to the gant bust sins right into your back

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Let betrayal break your pride

It sends her on a trip so right

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Won't bring your mommy back, or even make things right

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

I'll come right back with a divebomb and tear your career apart

Don’t let betrayal break your pride

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

I know my calling's worth like phone card

She swears by it but if you break her heart

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

When you said it was over you shot right through my heart

I'mma catch you next time around

Lemme take ya back, break it down