This is a song about "Dope game real pain"

A reality/ 16 years or smoking dope to mask my pain/

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

I'll let them pray and they will feel real pain

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

I'm claimin up this game from the pain i administer

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer

I'm trained to bring pain to the game, call me reckless/

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

I'm the real rapper in the game and y'all just participants

The pain that's obviously real up in me, really killing me.

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Tryin' do right by you got me here

Dope phonics, them niggas real

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Many nights i fed my guilt thru a needle...im just too real look at the game i