This is a song about "Pain hurting"

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Heart's cursed hurting, beating, pumping current

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

What's the appeal? to you hurting people i care and love?/

Knowing deep down shes hurting,

Go where you ain't been

Even if i miss she gon' rebound

Back is hurting from the open wound

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

I'm so deeply sorry for hurting your feelings,

But currently university weren't worth hurting me

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

//as i have an illness and somedays can't rap/talk without it hurting,

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

I mean surely you see you can't be hurting a g

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money