This is a song about "In pain everyday"

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Everyday im in a good mood cuss everyday im getting laid

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

It's the same shame that hides in a broken window pain

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

The pain stains the brain with delays in

In my brain, but at least baby girl's not in pain.

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Well youre about to be in pain

Everyday i'm from the ghetto, put y'all in a body bag,

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Simple shit but still y'all love making me nauseous in pain

Caught up in the rapture and gon' be 16 bars of pain

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again