This is a song about "Broken nose"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

The aroma of weed instantly fills your nose,

Why? coz the silence had to be broken

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Cold world no blanket son

Streaks are made to broken

You stole from me from under my nose

And these shape-shifting hoes

Streaks are made to broken

Most of them niggas dumb

You like my lines like a bloody nose

Guess i’m different than most

(keep going and you'll need another nose)

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Sometimes i wonder what going on beneath my nose