This is a song about "Cut"

I'll cut your eyelids off

Speed up, patience, please cause

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Cut your wig off, barber

My all gold rolly or the

Get your sentences cut off comma,

It was a power cut, well, it was a power cut too in my brain

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.

One parent above, the other live scared

Cut you with the same pair of scissors

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Hoping to cut you down to hundred stitches

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

I cut the crap recklessly

Just to go to liv on a sunday