This is a song about "Bruises"

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

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

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

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Life ain't nothing but hard bumps and bruises

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

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

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

That's why i shine like i does

Beat up, tortured and all the bruises