This is a song about "Stomach pain"

Weak stomach, i need something

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Tears pouring out they eyes, eyes wrecked, stomach aching/

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

My stomach hurts so i'm lookin' for a purse to snatch

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

I don't really give a fuck

Like mgk i have a weak stomach/

I'm going insane, ever since yesterday my stomach has been turning,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Came out the game, full stomach and some bones

On an empty stomach

The cool say i'm thug