This is a song about "Broken butterfly"

These shards from the broken mirror

And i ain't frontin for her

Awake in a nightmare of sin, ya future keeps changin like a butterfly

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Why? coz the silence had to be broken

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Coz i got gun and my butterfly

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

Lets be free like a pretty little butterfly

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

Broken beyond repair,

It's how we put it there

To show the broken shards

I got these tats all on my arms