This is a song about "Heart full of pain"

Boot full of the ounces

Pocket racked up all big faces

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

The haters are a stain in my heart, i really feel the pain

Full course meal ingesting the pain

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Now your gone theres a heart with pain

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

I smoke dope too hide my pain , people say my life is full of shame.

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Full of drugs, over inflated figures

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Just like that, you'll have a heart attack from the pain,

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame