This is a song about "Your stupidity hurts"

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Against the statutes then salute while the world just hurts

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Even if the girl crys and say her pussy hurts

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

You all fuck me up, don't you understand it hurts?

It hurts to see a worthlessly hermit guy, why hide from your problems

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

And fuckin crush it into nothin, when you're losin, it hurts

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Your my sister and it hurts though i know takes a wile,

I know they gon' see me unless they senile