This is a song about "Broken dreams"

I just had my fucking empathy broken

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Streaks are made to broken

And when it's said and done

So goodnight and sweet dreams

As much as i wanna leave

Miami nights, ain't another one

Somethings broken, awoken, unspoken

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

I rap supreme no need for dreams

To show the broken shards

Finish line with the tire marks

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

These other lil' niggas just sellin' ya'll dreams