This is a song about "Pain of my antuie"

I'll created thunder on your rain, increase the level of pain,

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Ima pummel you here until you reach new levels of pain

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

But we jus maintain with faint thoughts of having better pain

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

I do it to cover up my pain

Instead of talking about real issues and internal pain

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain