This is a song about "My boyfriend broke up with me smoking pain weed"

A reality/ 16 years or smoking dope to mask my pain/

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

When you broke up with me we started getting bad whether

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

I do it to cover up my pain

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Some people take the pain away with liquor or smoking dust,

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain