This is a song about "Me breaking matts ankles"

Good kids make bad grown ups

I'm breaking free of these shackles

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Of breaking through this shit, i must

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Every smile i was faking, every promise was breaking,

You won't even see me when your ankles brake

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Gamble with homies breaking more ankles than just his

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

She can literally feel it breaking apart

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Yh, we do it air max,on the ankles/