This is a song about "Broken body build a new"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Build a fire inside, i can hear that shit igniting/

Jumped up with a broken back

The door crack, niggas all black

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Do i know me? this plush body with a broken soul that i call home,

Sent from a heart that has been broken.

Two reflections into one

It was just another party

Light skinned hell of a body

Would you like to build a snowman

This the land of the white man

Just take control if you can

Would you like to build a snowman

Of a woman with a broken heart.

I know my calling's worth like phone card