Pain scars

Why you claiming you gone ride for me, and All these got they guns but ain't gone slide For me

I'm working hard as fuck I'm swearing ima Prodigy

I miss my auntie I could really make her Proud of me, Uh

They say it's milk but I see blood on the Floor

This microphone my therapy I ain't talking No more

Yea I want some privacy so don't knock on My door

I put this drink inside my body it go straight To the core

I been rapping about my pain so I got pain Scars

I'm bumping Rod while in this rain until it Rain hard

I talk to god I swear to god he wipe my pain Off