This is a song about "Acl injuries"

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Got the villainy in store, causing injuries galore

Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

He said '' never will i treat you inferior again'' and his son hugged him with brutal injuries

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Let ur injuries assure u who served u ur victory

The smoking && injuries made mom's lungs weak && her body hurt

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work