This is a song about "Smoke the pain"

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

I see your soul threw the window pain

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Instead i gritted my teeth through the pain,

Full course meal ingesting the pain

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Because i smoke on the green

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Like a drug it induces the pain

Come equipped for warfare, digest the pain,

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Here i go again, falling in love again

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain

I smoke dope too hide my pain , people say my life is full of shame.

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game