This is a song about "Cut"

It was a power cut, well, it was a power cut too in my brain

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

Get your sentences cut off comma,

Coroners comfort your mama

I cut the crap recklessly

Fuck that now trying get the money

Fact mj got cut from his ball team

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

Cut you with the same pair of scissors

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I'll cut your eyelids off

Intendent attend them, cool cause

So now that i finally made that fags head handheld

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