This is a song about "Your hurting me"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

The middle class feels guilty for their poor, now it's hurting,

I've mastered my knowledge in lyrical hurting.

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

But after a drink its her pussy he was hurting,

Hurting every bully grom

So sad you had to miss your mom' s prom

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

Keep saying that your head is hurting with a moan

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

They hurting against a cypher's feat, from first to final, the guy to beat is me

So we rhyme for the hurting, poor hard working for,

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

And start hurting other people with verbal abuse