This is a song about "Loneliness quarantine trip drugs broken"

Streaks are made to broken

For the outlawz, here we come

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

So here goes, loneliness and stress y'all can both take a hike

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Bonding over our love for drugs

Streaks are made to broken

And i know that you're open

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Trip 'n' slip over the wire-trip you flip into my pit.

And if they did, they didn't care

Broken beyond repair,

After the club, gettin you open

Dropped side effect, wrecked, broken.