Intro

[Bruce Talking]
Whether you win or lose, is dependent upon your choices
But at times, your choices is dependent upon your pain
Listen, pain is a suffering and is known as discomfort
Continuous disappointments leading to a trust that is punctured
And yet I don't shy from pain, it's the shit that strengthens me
Eagerly and intuitively, I reach for pain facing defeat
You see I can't lose, nigga that's what they expected
My pain made a beast, nigga that's why I'm respected
It's irony in love and money, yeah we gon' get to that cash
But real pain is ones you love, lovin' you, for the bag
So when she say she love me, I tell her she a joke
How much love would the bitch have if I was walkin' around broke?
She attracted to my status, but shit, she ain't at fault
I'm him, not them bitch, so anything else is a loss
I'm really from the North, forced, to grow up rapidly
Where showin' love get you killed and we grew numb to tragedy
Don't question how we grieve, it's the reflection of our pain
You ever touch one of mine, and then we slidin' in they name
What that nigga Slimmy say? You ain't been through what I been through
So before you judge me, what yo' pain do to you?