This is a song about "Cut"

That i cut him open with razor blades,

Where dark niggas with dark thoughts and long braids

Cut your wig off, barber

But that's what he liked her

Get your sentences cut off comma,

My all gold rolly or the

I'll cut your eyelids off

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Just lay your head on my shoulder

Stop the camera, cut, its over

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

Hoping to cut you down to hundred stitches

There’s no looking out, got cut,

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/