This is a song about "Hurt"

Murdering you, never hurt a bit

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Dont want ya to get hurt

Red bottoms with the spike work

Mess around with me get hurt

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

And you can tell everyone

I didn't mean to hurt anyone

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Constitution, they hurt after losing

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

I thought words weren't suppose to hurt

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

That we picked up at the last concert

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Leave me to bite the air and feel the hurt