This is a song about "Broken spoilbrat"

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

I just had my fucking empathy broken

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Sent from a heart that has been broken.

Bitches ain't around one thou

It’ been broken, but not now

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

You've got a broken dome

Are grieving and broken

Higher power where these verses from

Might as well prepare

Broken beyond repair,