This is a song about "Cut off"

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

I got to his office nothing could stop this im a cut off his top quick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Dead stop cut it off before we get caught

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Their heads cut off now their faceless, my music hits its not painless

So i cut off his balls and stole his fuckin sight.

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

What's what, whos buzz was cut,

Some niggas ain't got no luck

There’s no looking out, got cut,

Bitches is artificially duck

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

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