Pain

Most of my problems I don't really talk, about

But this shit fucked me up so bad I could barely walk, around

Both big toes ingrown so far, felt like they were stuck

So far four doctors tried to cut, in then cut em out

More needles in your foot, more pills up in your mouth

Everywhere I had to go I had to slow it down, guess Evan is a little fat kid now

Me and mom drink a two liter of pop everyday, I wonder if that's helping out

Bloody socks when you take shoes off, you just wanna keep 'em on

When other parents see that shit, they think something's wrong

And it really is, but we're trying to address it

Really got gross when them bitches got infected

And I'm impatient, it's hard to accept it