Feel My Pain
SICKBOYRARI Lyrics

Ain't leaking i feel the pain from this
I may not be crying, but I am still experiencing the emotional pain.

Slit no slatt, feel my pain
Don't overlook my pain, take it seriously.

My nigga emotional, I'm feeling the same
My friend is going through the same emotional struggle as me.

I don't give a fuck, I let that shit bang
I don't care about the consequences, I express my pain openly.

My house filled with nothing but pain
My home environment is a constant reminder of my emotional pain.

Slit shit, split yo brain
Violence is a manifestation of my pain and anger.

Slit yo shit then split them bands
I resort to criminal activity to cope with my pain.

Leave you slumped like you popped 4 xans
I don't care about the well-being of others, even if it means causing harm to them.

Nikes on my feet, tattoos on my hand
My external appearance is a reflection of the internal turmoil I am going through.

I hang with the dead, I don't got no friends
I prefer being alone or associating with people who are no longer living.

In the graveyard with my glime
I find solace in spending time in cemeteries.

Born in the place where the sun don't shine
My upbringing was in a place of darkness and misery.

My nigga, what is you saying?
What are you trying to communicate to me?

Hop out the cut and you know that I'm spraying
I will not hesitate to use violence if I feel threatened.

I'm in a Lamb, I'm in the A now, talking Atlanta
I have achieved material success but my pain still haunts me.

That foreign lean, same color as Fanta
I use drugs to numb my emotional pain.

Clip on the AK look like a banana
My possession of firearms is a way to assert my power and dominance.

Bitch, I bleed like a strawberry Fanta
I may appear tough or invincible, but I am still vulnerable and can feel pain.

Counting up racks, bitch
I am counting my money, but that doesn't make the pain go away.

Put that fye to the head, Put that fye to her chest
I may resort to self-harm as a way to cope with my pain.

Bitch, you know how I rock
My lifestyle and habits are a reflection of my pain and struggles.

Style with the TEC and I style with the Glock
I find a sense of power and control through my possession and use of guns.

Matching my fit and I hop and I drop
My fashion choices and behavior may seem reckless, but it's a way of expressing my pain.

My friends sad so they pouring up drop
My friends also struggle with emotional pain, and they cope with it by using drugs.

Pouring up mud like ooh
We use drugs such as lean to numb our pain.

I'm in the mud with my Trues
I am in a difficult and painful situation.

I'm in the trenches with demons
I am surrounded by my own internal struggle and pain.

I feel the pain, ain't weefin'
I am not denying or avoiding my emotional pain, I feel it fully.

I feel the pain, ain't leaking
I am not showing visible signs of pain, but it's still there.

I feel the pain in the cement
The environment around me is a constant reminder of my pain.

I make a rose in a crack
Even in difficult situations, I am trying to find beauty and hope.

I came out the cut from the back
I came from a difficult and painful background, but I am still fighting and surviving.