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

They don't know about our broken hearts and this city we created

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

And put the pieces back together my way

Then some lady named billie holiday

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

But you just wanna see screaming, working with a broken back,

I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kindand if you need a motherfucker i ain't hard to find

And put it back together again but in a different way so thy shit in your mind

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

But they will never reach our hearts,

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Cause too many people got weak ass hearts