This is a song about "Cut"

Cut your wig off, barber

I'm gettin discouraged with her

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Cut the fuckers up black or white

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

So i told her thats wassup, then we chillin in the cut

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Cut you with the same pair of scissors

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Because i needed to cut that decadence.

But il cut your dick off

They right too cause

I dont just cut with swords

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

Cut her, take everybody out