This is a song about "Heart breaks"

Never will you survive if you ever rhyme for a poser

I am the dame who breaks the face of her mate who became an ogre

And we can race until one of our heart breaks

I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

My heart breaks and its torn im left standing alone

"what are these wealthy tax breaks that you all are asking of?"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

I graff', graph and graft; a b-boy that breaks physics.

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Tell me time (&) date, i'm fuck you up 'til your spine breaks.

But if i die tonight

Traffic was tight hit the breaks right,

Ye too, but what em did was silly

When all hell breaks loose thats my city