This is a song about "I feel no pain"

I got the rusty butter knife so he could feel all the pain.

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

I feel like an alcoholic, no more gin

No bodies perfect everyday i feel worthless

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

It is friday i will do shit my way, i will spill hell's rain to day, feel the pain

I dont want to feel all this pain

Your man wale in his own damn lane

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

But i still feel pain that this life brings

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Rhymes hit me, there's no pain

I'm numb i fell no pain

I got that goodman game