This is a song about "Hearts broke"

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Same flies file in hearts like they're aisles

If your broke its cuz i broke you

Niggas that guided me through

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Cause too many people got weak ass hearts

Since i was left with no hope

And i'm convinced we're broke,

So not my hearts been patched

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Please correct me, stretch marks

I come to win your hearts

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

So many kind words few kind hearts

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

On top of that, i’m broke