This is a song about "Bruises"

Life ain't nothing but hard bumps and bruises

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Either way it's either a body or a couple of bruises

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Bruises from tip-to-toe and as he grows his bubble-wrap smalls.

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Beat up, tortured and all the bruises

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

It's useless, we're stuck with permanent bruises, it's stupid,

You into bondage slut? i see bruises, looks like they're from chains/

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes