This is a song about "Clipping your toenails"

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

Thinking how i could rid evil and let the good conquer

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

I was so sincere like nas first name

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

I got soul, there's more in store

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,