This is a song about "Hurt"

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Cupid, hurt 'n preserving his purpose.

So keep fronting till my peeps come

I didn't mean to hurt anyone

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

There's so much hurt up there

But now it's more declare

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Accured/ like she liked to watch me hurt/

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Consequences hurt and karma's a bitch

In hope to sever the curse and end all the hurt

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard