This is a song about "Broke bitches"

I know you just doing your job

Was a ghost at the most, broke

We dated, we broke up

That shit was wack as fuck

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

The day bill gates go broke is the day we broke

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Whether i'm a billioanire or flat broke

Talking of the gods you serve

You broke through the fetters

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

I've drunk til i blacked out, woke up broke

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Now we got to heal cause you gotten our hearts broke