This is a song about "Broken harted"

Let me hear that beat, air

I am broken beyond repair,

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

I just had my fucking empathy broken

And there's little to be glad for

These shards from the broken mirror

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Streaks are made to broken

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Why? coz the silence had to be broken

So keep fronting till my peeps come

Broken them down, they gotta tow

The sun gives light cause it is the window

They say your name for attention

And from the broken twin