This is a song about "Cut your scars"

Your a fraction of what we are well cut you in two

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

He's even packed make up to cover your scars with

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Or just cut you up to make your blood thinner

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

And cut your motherfucking scalp off like i'm the chickasaws,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

The scars on ya fist is just the same as the pain in your brain,

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

"three i be hopin'. you and your partner, cut you both open!"