This is a song about "Broken house"

Know i go ham lika brick house/

From the projects to the penthouse

So keep fronting till my peeps come

Sent from a heart that has been broken.

My knee was cut open, heart was broken.

Cold, my style making my nose run

Reopened my notion of knowing im broken

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

These shards from the broken mirror

That i will leave earth with her

To show the broken shards

I got these tats all on my arms

You've got a broken dome

Put my number in your phone