This is a song about "Repair"

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

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

She broken beyond repair/ hoping with a prayer

True player, cory mo cold as hell

I am broken beyond repair,

Let me hear that beat, air

My conduct needs repair

Completely destroyed, beyond repair, living in despair

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

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

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Hatred in a heart already set on repair.

I'm lost and gone beyond repair,

No medal here, i'm well aware