This is a song about "Cold cuts"

As she goes through the levels

Tattoo just covers cuts,

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Left the cuts asshole torn with the tusk of a boar

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I know its showing i suffer paper cuts but it isn't enough

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Come see real niggas on my team

I say that the pool is closed

Before you turn too cold

She too bad to pass, so fine i'm gon' speak

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep