This is a song about "Wish i wasnt hurt"

Now you wish i was dead,

She don’t give her nigga head

So when i'm hurt i let loose

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

I told her she wasnt worth the dollar i spent to fuck

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Wish that i could be allowed

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Originality, i wish to restore

But i guess you think that i wasnt gunna find out

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

I wished on a star that shit wasnt hard

Love will have you stuck

I wish you best of luck