This is a song about "Hurt and pain"

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Leave me to bite the air and feel the hurt

It's a fools fatewithout your word

But than i stuck it in and she said it hurt,

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort

Eat some tira and show my girth/ tira's my bitch and this is my hurt/

I wish i’ll never see you again

Through all the rain and the pain

I got them saying who dat, who dat? cole world

Sworn to serve till soul hurt, and his bones burst/

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

I see the pain and loneliness

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

But sometimes they hit a window and it'll hurt.

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Caught up in the rapture and gon' be 16 bars of pain