This is a song about "Cut"

There’s no looking out, got cut,

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

Fact mj got cut from his ball team

And i'm just being honest

Cut your breath and don’t think

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

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

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

So i told her thats wassup, then we chillin in the cut

Hoping to cut you down to hundred stitches

They for grossing a bigger business

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Cut you with the same pair of scissors