This is a song about "It hurts"

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

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

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

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

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Reflecting on our troubles is what heals us, and the past, it hurts,

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

But poverty and hunger are frustrating, and just know it hurts,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

It hurts when you have been betrayed

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

It hurts you, but it feels pain too.

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts