This is a song about "Pains gains stains"

The heat'll leave you pleadin and defeated with pains and sores

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

The pavement tastes like iron and there's stains on my knees

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

I've been through many different types of pains, while holding on to the

Stains teeth like tiles when split on my milky smile,

You never tire, might as well as inspire

Heard you got herpes and now some next-level vaginal pains/

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Yeah, the pains of growing old are physical but mental, true

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you