This is a song about "Suffer"

Ya’ll gonna suffer flood if i spit on my palm

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

#striking like #thunder dismantle your feet earthquake from under n watch you suffer

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

I wil make you suffer with my laughing curse...

You little young-ass motherfuckers

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

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

Regardless to all them, i appease her

You're beautiful yet i made you suffer

While we suffer in summer our supper is eggs

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense