This is a song about "Hip pain"

You'll own nothing but the pain

Balling, but it’s not a game

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

I'd be in so much pain,

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Fuck the dip cause that feeling was hip

Rain washes away pain, pain from yesterday.

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

Imma make it rain

Increase the level of pain,

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Inflicting god stopping pain/

I'm sure to get rich

Cause we talkin' hip hop bitch

Full course meal ingesting the pain

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain