This is a song about "Broken hart"

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

Reopened my notion of knowing im broken

Somethings broken, awoken, unspoken

After the club, gettin you open

Why? coz the silence had to be broken

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

I am broken beyond repair,

No, not on top but down there

But is you trynna be dinner

These shards from the broken mirror

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

When i see u ma hart go bom bom like a beat

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Streaks are made to broken

Shit, we don't believe none of them