This is a song about "Heart pain"

All these fake smiles cause my heart a little pain

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Slingin you over the shoulder: heart to heart

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Rain washes away pain, pain from yesterday.

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

From working through rain and pain

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Now your gone theres a heart with pain

Increase the level of pain,

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Inflicting god stopping pain/

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Inflicting god stopping pain/