This is a song about "Hurt myself"

We can never be friends

Growing up by myself

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

Red bottoms with the spike work

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

They asking me to be myself

Toak so hard, that the cough might hurt

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

Relying on myself

Sweet, okay makes sense

Tell myself everyday

You make a nigga's night turn day

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Accured/ like she liked to watch me hurt/

Susceptible to all kinds of hurt

That we picked up at the last concert