This is a song about "Broken and abused"

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Shes broken up into little pieces scattered and thrown away

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

When love is broken and you're thrown askew

He threatened me, abused me, and then told a different story

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Feel like l laughing and sticking yall in broken elevators with

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Can’t you see just how long my run

And i dont want my heart to get broken

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Now you've grazed your knee and broken your hip.