This is a song about "Suffering love and pain"

U love when im in pain ur like a shark that smells blood/

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

I see the pain and loneliness

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

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

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Let's pretend he wasn't poor, and not frontin' in pain,

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

And i'll enjoy your suffering, you think i'm bluffing,

Simple shit but still y'all love making me nauseous in pain

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

You bullies want to split us down our bellies devouring our pain and suffering/