This is a song about "Suffer"

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I know its showing i suffer paper cuts but it isn't enough

You're beautiful yet i made you suffer

This is for my bitches gettin' high on the regular

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

He can always transfer for my suffer to they other side,

Who would find it exciting you suffer

Let me change the temperature

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Your efforts will suffer mass compression by me

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

I hoped that these guys would suffer the cancer

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Made y'all suffer to something you can't recover, this flow is undiscovered