This is a song about "Rap satanist thinking that they are kings the constant reconstruction of broken wings but your love s gone viral you ve broken through my firewall loves a broken mirror so don t worry about me fuckin your sister"

Soaking tears that flood the ocean, a mothers heart broken

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

And i got them gold bottles, first place

I'll call a installer for your broken face

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

These shards from the broken mirror

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Streaks are made to broken

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

But you just wanna see screaming, working with a broken back,

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

But you just wanna see screaming, working with a broken back,

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

Until you fucking comatose, i'll leave your broken bones, i'll hold the throne,