This is a song about "Cut yourself"

Redan road, that’s my street

And kill yourself and your clique

You're just hand clapping for yourself

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

And force yourself to stay,

So, they hate and they say

I'm on deck i'm up next

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Hold up, you might be think'n to yourself

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

I can taste the salt from my tears

Tell ya what bitch write lines yourself

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Compassion to your neighbors, as well as yourself.

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Hello, hi, good morning, brace yourself