This is a song about "Broken love"

Streaks are made to broken

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

I just had my fucking empathy broken

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

I am broken beyond repair,

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

My words are broken, in addition.

Formed from a broken promise,

My nigga, its all love

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

They say love saves the empty, the confused, the broken and the abused

It’ been broken, but not now

Will somebody please show me how