This is a song about "Broken h"

Streaks are made to broken

From start until explosion

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

But i can't stop like r h c p

Look it something they can't ever see

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

Thought its h 2 o, got close to swal-lowing it

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Are grieving and broken

That scary love, never get married love

Nah-ha dis is b enough, h-h-had it too tough

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range