This is a song about "Hurt"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Wirting till my finger tips hurt

In hope to sever the curse and end all the hurt

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Constitution, they hurt after losing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I didn't mean to hurt anyone

Just a place that they can come

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

Some old bitch that we did before

Hurt in the worst possible diction

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Accured/ like she liked to watch me hurt/

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

Talk about my money please and feelings might just get hurt