This is a song about "Felling hurt"

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

Keep those rhymes tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

Susceptible to all kinds of hurt

Making a movie, spike work

I hurt people worse and worse

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

But don't get mad quacking as if you're hurt

In the midst of a fire pit

Murdering you, never hurt a bit

I feel like it's you i hurt

The concept is so absurd

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

Felling like lost, remembering my ma,fuck em those spirits,who say i can't live in far,

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Leave me to bite the air and feel the hurt