This is a song about "Cutting and pain"

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

A nuisance, wasting time, cutting and pasting headlines in the papers

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

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

There's anger, rage, and hate, wish i could sever all the pain,

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

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

I'm going off the top of the brain

Who will feel me and my pain

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

I see the pain and loneliness

From working through rain and pain

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

In my peripheral, i see destruction and pain

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain