This is a song about "Hurtin feelings"

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Because i ain't got time to vent and shine, it's what i'm hurtin' on,

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Out of this coviction of feelings

For real niggas who ain't got no feelings

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

I'm so deeply sorry for hurting your feelings,

It's curtains, i'm inadvertently hurtin' you

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

See i can only love you when you undressed

Left pops with a hurtin heart in the chest/

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Before, music reflected my feelings,