This is a song about "Cut that shit"

Shit, my raps cut so deep my lyrics are straight razors,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

To cut the very things that have you fuckin tethered in life.

Here to stay, bullies a serious cancer that we have to cut out.

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

Instead of shit talking, i just cut the chit chatter

She crazy, that stalker shit

With these macs i've got a bad habit

And this will be the song that we sing

Cut a beat like ax men, say that i'm logging

That i cut him open with razor blades,

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,