This is a song about "Broken hearts sewn back together"

I think it excited her

Puttin two and two together

Then some lady named billie holiday

And put the pieces back together my way

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Bored, broken but back on track. its what i'm provin' with rap.

Shit ain’t better alone

Wearing sweaters your grandma sewn

Jumped up with a broken back

This is why her nigga mad

I got these tats all on my arms

I come to win your hearts

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

Can't me paste back together, and you'll never find a copy

Forever together

Something worth dying for