This is a song about "Misery"

Brought me back to my misery.

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Killer, pshyco, i know, im puttin you in to your misery,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Few seconds past and she's out of her... misery.

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Stand in my path, you will experience misery

And tracked her, now danny's fucked, and living in misery,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Hey, today is the day that we put the game out it’s misery,

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

I take 'em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

This song about you, then you probably need to leave