This is a song about "Abdominal pain and vomiting"

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

Never let the game play youand for the fame

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Let's pretend he wasn't poor, and not frontin' in pain,

All i have is my suffering and pain

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Methamphetamine's the name and i'm here to alleviate the pain

Through all the rain and the pain

Your body's right as rain

Till ur ankles and veins are shattered in pain

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

And leaving the game is basically pain inflicting

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

Caught up in the rapture and gon' be 16 bars of pain