This is a song about "A guy in pain"

The haters are a stain in my heart, i really feel the pain

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Kush is packed up bic in my pocket. im so high, oh so high, im a fly guy.

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I fired my weaponstarted steppin' in the hurricanei got shot so i droppedfeelin' a burst of pain

I was blindedcriminal minds of a young black brotha doin' timeso many brothas framed in this dirty game

Bad guy give you a fat eye in a fast time

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Im that influential product you buy i have everything a girl wants in a guy

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

Stay/ they released a monster in pain / and the systems to blame.