This is a song about "Cupid s broken arrow"

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Reopened my notion of knowing im broken

Now i come fast like an arrow to the heart

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

I don't trust no one

Streaks are made to broken

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Cold, my style making my nose run

My knee was cut open, heart was broken.

Streaks are made to broken

Now look: the change has come

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

And stick a arrow in the back of the bus thats how you finish a combo

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',