This is a song about "Your hurt but love the person that did it"

Don't spread hurt but preserve your efforts

Let's enjoy our younger years

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

I dont care about your feelings but are you hurt

It hurts, the worst hurt like gettin burnt beneath your shirt crease,

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

But workin for the love keep it understood.

The pressure when i press up against your chest i'm the, phlegm that stresses, till necks hurt

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

I know that i hurt you, did things i wasn't supposed to.

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

The person you love just gets stolen and causes commotion