This is a song about "Suffering"

So am i a psycho who enjoys others' suffering

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

And i'll enjoy your suffering,

In my drawsring, ring, ring

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight

Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Cause suffering to all of the others

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

Wars all the way, every day people suffering from food and water dearth,

My sting has a suffering throb i dream and hope of win ning the gold

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Suffering in this mental prison that i'm stuck within,