This is a song about "Cut"

That i cut him open with razor blades,

While working on my mistakes

Speed up, patience, please cause

I'll cut your eyelids off

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

There’s no looking out, got cut,

Chomping at your oxygen chords

I dont just cut with swords

I promise to keep it honest

Cut your breath and don’t think

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Cut the fuckers up black or white

Hit me so bad baby girl give me a upper cut

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck