This is a song about "You ve broken through my firewall loves a broken mirror so don t worry about me fuckin your sister yeah i got the brains but i d rather test these strains but your love s gone viral it runs though my veins the constant reconstruction of broken wings but i"

Aren't you somethin', an original

That’s, broken but someone just lacks the hustle,

Alone again in a broken home, but only the weak cry

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

But you gotta understand i been broken and this my purge,

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

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

Memories of my little sister but she's gone and i miss her.

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

Yeah i got the brains, but i'd rather test these strains

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

These shards from the broken mirror

But i never worry about it cuz they only envy me

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see