This is a song about "Sprained ankle"

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Just take a look at this joint. it gives the chills

Sicken feeling running thought my head

My god come before this bread

Cause i'm knee-deep in it and need a tp roll to keep it clean

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

I'm going harder, and changing my pace/

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

Would u love me more if i got down on one knee

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I hear it in my head

These jordan 4′s: check

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I practice ligament replacement