This is a song about "Pain hurting"

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Mercilessly leave you hurting, spurting with circling birds chirping

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Heart's cursed hurting, beating, pumping current

Back is hurting from the open wound

Can't seem to find a solid ground

I said i'm hurting her

And you know i paint that picture

Gave me a burn on my hurting heart

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

I've mastered my knowledge in lyrical hurting.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Begin learning stop yearning take what you want stop hurting