This is a song about "Broken hearst"

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Somethings broken, awoken, unspoken

Why? coz the silence had to be broken

I want to fight the music on this one

To show the broken shards

You haters put up your guards

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Reopened my notion of knowing im broken

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Says money in the air

Broken beyond repair,

Sent from a heart that has been broken.

See, i'm second to no one

And you know i paint that picture

These shards from the broken mirror