This is a song about "Broke up first"

Well, um, there's a but

We dated, we broke up

Fuck you up the butt with such a force that it broke the richter scale,

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

But i'm broke as fuck and i don't get paid 'til the first of next month

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

First u gotta stand up,

Money i make em buck

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist

The doctor has arrived just be patient

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

Its ironic the way we broke up she sucked a niggah the hard way