This is a song about "Untold was the pain"

Balling, but it’s not a game

You will consequently feel the pain

All the pain may never stop

Almost cried right on the spot

You just tryin' to run game

Through all the rain and the pain

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

How bout all things that were so untold

It was claimed she blamed her pain,

Blow trees like a hurricane

I see your soul threw the window pain

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Maybe it was the cold, the snow and rain that made her feel pain

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

"nothing stays the same unless you want the pain

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain