This is a song about "Broken trust"

Trust me after this night,

Dc cabs got my pops alright

On they car note to go to the club

I trust nothing but my bud,

Park my plane right there

Broken beyond repair,

Go where you ain't been

Trust me it aint nothin

Miami nights, ain't another one

My knee was cut open, heart was broken.

Fuck it in god that we trust

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

And i have trust issues

Are grieving and broken

Something wicked this way come