This is a song about "Pain apathy despression suffocation adaptation weathered veneration"

Tearing everyone's brain, costing everyone pain

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Inflicting god stopping pain/

I'm going off the top of the brain

Just to keep feelin pain

Now that's what you call a game

You'll own nothing but the pain

So much to say a scrabble game

Tearing everyone's brain, costing everyone pain

But now invisible cells around your brain

From working through rain and pain

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Im courtside, wizard game

Through all the rain and the pain

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain