This is a song about "I wish i didn t brake hearts"

Living lives i wish i had

Snapple fact: you rather wack

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

To sum up six hearts when i carve them apart.

To spit builds to the top then i rip i no i can brake any bitch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

The nerve i never hated

Fuck her (i wish i did)

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

I never take breaks, i make brake throughs, so forget you, and all your friends