This is a song about "My pain"

My women be in the newest

No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

In my brain, but at least baby girl's not in pain.

Then lost her faith again

Who will feel me and my pain

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

'cuz lyrically they ain't on my level, because my level's pain,

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

In my peripheral, i see destruction and pain

Too much pressure stacked up, giving my brain pain,

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Instead i gritted my teeth through the pain,

Well rick james, maury jane

I do it to cover up my pain