This is a song about "Torn"

Leaving their armor rusted and torn i'll exploit your defenses

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

I'm a torn achilles, and you just another kobe bryant,

Drinking smoking gettin torn up, anything i can to get my flow up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

Heart torn from my art form, word is bond, love born for rhyme soul,

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

For every bars that were torn down and suffocated by police like a constrictor

Cause if i was sober i'd have torn the ground from under you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

And it was complex how my friends and me got torn away,

Son from the core of this earth hater a fan is torn

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn