This is a song about "Love hurt"

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

But don't get mad quacking as if you're hurt

I thought words weren't suppose to hurt

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Who did it before

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

Susceptible to all kinds of hurt

I ain't trynna be forward

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Constitution, they hurt after losing

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

Accured/ like she liked to watch me hurt/

Talk about my money please and feelings might just get hurt

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

No matter what it fuckin hurt

Gotta work - slight work