This is a song about "Repair"

Throw your money in the air

I'm lost and gone beyond repair,

Bricks, cement and mortar couldn't repair the damage i caused her,

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

I am broken beyond repair,

For 9 years in spain had the time share

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

For repair i've mastered the airways spitting faster then sound waves

But now it's more declare

My conduct needs repair

They be like where

Broken beyond repair,

Hatred in a heart already set on repair.

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well