This is a song about "Im stuck picking up the pieces"

Took my heart and buried it deep, left me to sweep up the pieces and quietly weep.

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

And anabolism who picks up the pieces and rebuilds the door

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Feel need to feel my creed the im picking ya to be the next

While everybody got ammunition on deck

They tryin to say that i don't care

I would know cuz im stuck on the stair

Raps fucked i just picked up the pieces improvised

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

Shouting out your addictions like the blunt got you picking up the micstand, goddamn..

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man