This is a song about "Pain hurting"

The middle class feels guilty for their poor, now it's hurting,

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Fly as shit for no goddamn reason

Luring these people i'm hurting you are hung

Mercilessly leave you hurting, spurting with circling birds chirping

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I seen y'all in person you had a look in your eyes as if your were hurting

Before i leave you hurting

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

I said i'm hurting her

You told me god was the answer