This is a song about "Pain and broken hearts"

And i know your hearts breaking and it sucks huh

To liberate yourself, africa

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Broken hearts, cry yourself to self to sleep, really nigga llive your life

Bullet holes in brains goodbye time to die, no hearts just pain inside blood

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Slow-mo i'm choking these rodents / until they're swollen and broken

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

I "play games" with hearts and it's not operation.

I pop one, you pop one

Are grieving and broken

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

The pain still clinging to his broken frame, neck red and inflamed,

Open side malls and broken ride smalls

They calling me often to offer me walls