This is a song about "Pain from struggle"

Ain't come from no happy home, my pain y'all cannot decode

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

I'm claimin up this game from the pain i administer

I need to be the center piece of my entire culture

You want the pain move from the past to the

Beautiful are thou, africa

No one seems to know my struggle or where i come from,

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Just like that, you'll have a heart attack from the pain,

I wanted the money and never the fame

Throbbing with pain from the rhymes i spit to you,

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

My city animated in blue lights i illustrate pain from helicopter devastation

From the pain this caused me

They gotta point em out baby