This is a song about "Broken glads"

No, not on top but down there

I am broken beyond repair,

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Like an broken can of mace

Mami... she open, she open

Are grieving and broken

It’ been broken, but not now

Bitches ain't around one thou

These shards from the broken mirror

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Dropped side effect, wrecked, broken.

Catch you up on places i've been

Jumped up with a broken back

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