This is a song about "Gain"

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

Trying hard so desperately to try and go gain fame,

And there's nothing new for me to gain,

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

What to gain is unexplainable

Smoking weed hazy still crazy but gain a kg in the summer

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

While i spit inhumane profanes tryna see profit gain

Yo fuck all fame got a hunger ta gain

I wish i’ll never see you again

Gain your strength and uplifted chest

Never ever pay rent