This is a song about "Cut"

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

Cut her, take everybody out

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

There’s no looking out, got cut,

When i'm blown i can work proper

Cut your wig off, barber

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

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

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Cut the fuckers up black or white

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

Now concentrate until you get the juice

What's what, whos buzz was cut,

What, what ... project shit what

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds