This is a song about "Mental suffering"

I'm going off the top of the brain

All i have is my suffering and pain

Getting in touch with my mental.

So pretentious with no potential

Cause suffering to all of the others

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

I go beyond the margin, escaping the mental

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

My future's an enigma, it's suffering or this bullet

Suffering and pain is what keeps me awake at night

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Well its the pain and suffering that's stabbing me with a knife