This is a song about "Cut"

I dont just cut with swords

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Hoping to cut you down to hundred stitches

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Gonna cut people who spit bullshit.

Every day was a saturday, shit

There’s no looking out, got cut,

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

That i cut him open with razor blades,

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Stop the camera, cut, its over

Posting uploads, going cut throat

We running that show all around the globe