This is a song about "Hurts"

That's why it hurts, my rhyming, never wrote a mindless verse,

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

You all fuck me up, don't you understand it hurts?

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Truth hurts but it helps us all

Bitch, i was born to ball

For now, it still hurts to remember,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

For now unknown, this verse hurts worse than any stone thrown

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

Come right back on 'em, fight, and even though it hurts,

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Its crazy but it hurts

Got one, got two, three, four girls

Still hurts though lettin go with the bass

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass