This is a song about "Hurt"

Consequences hurt and karma's a bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

That we picked up at the last concert

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

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

She leave her hair on the floor

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

I thought words weren't suppose to hurt

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

Keep those rhymes tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

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

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

In hope to sever the curse and end all the hurt

Doctor why does feelin like an outcast hurt?

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work