This is a song about "Hurtful"

But that takes paper that we don't have so niggas put their souls up as collateral

Signal urkel, "did i do that?", bitch you know our actions always hurtful

Signal urkel, "did i do that?", bitch you know our actions hurtful

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

Babblin in my journal i finally ain't travelin this fucking circle, no longer feelin hurtful

I'ma rap deep you just talk burble i shot ma fiend off of me which instead made me much dull

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

An honestly we never shed tears through the hurtful years

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

It never stops it's eternal,its going to be hurtful,

And obviously hurtful words is not all your giving

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Because hurtful memories are taking over me

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

It's hurtful despite the insight that you've gained

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste