This is a song about "My pain"

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

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

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Nightmares ensue, and creepily pursue my mind, doused in pain,

No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist

You was bigger than an artist

Never ever pay rent

I feel a sharp pain in my chest,

We hustle to survive

See my pain through my eyes,

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain

But with only the pain in my head

Give us this day, our daily bread

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain