This is a song about "Broken condoms"

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Are grieving and broken

Go where you ain't been

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

You can't afford to buy her condoms? or pitch and stake a tent,

Why? coz the silence had to be broken

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Maybe we just need to slow

Broken them down, they gotta tow

I got these tats all on my arms

To show the broken shards

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun