This is a song about "Contain"

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Some nights you'll find pain with no gain, is this all my brain can contain

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Hatin like they got bad manors, can't contain, makin it rain hammers straight bringin the pain

Hell, what's suppose to contain all of the sinners

I refuse to be another being on this earth

This pain i can't contain but i can fucken re frame from going insane

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

And fortunately for you i'm easy to contain

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

Unable to contain my evil, a psychopath, mind's unstable

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

My fear i can no longer contain

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

But i can contain my reign to attain