This is a song about "His pain"

Increase the level of pain,

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Look around: we the largest in the game

Because all that would do is delay his pain.

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Is such a motherfucking pain

Inflicting god stopping pain/

I ain't interested in fame

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

The pain still clinging to his broken frame, neck red and inflamed,

Full course meal ingesting the pain

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Rain washes away pain, pain from yesterday.

I can make immortal feel pain

And reflect on the rap game, i came