This is a song about "Subject and object pronouns"

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

As im subject to torture

My records sell, yes sir

You couldn't live your life for the moment

And remember what i said and

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Development to try make it intelligent, irrelevant. signs of the subject

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

And stop playing hide and seek,

Bitch please, not a line rhymed, metaphors half assed, and the subject,

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

I'm like a test subject, use me now and then you reject/