This is a song about "Cut"

If i lost you be patient

Cut your breath and don’t think

I cut the crap recklessly

But make sure if they do see

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Get your sentences cut off comma,

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

Hit me so bad baby girl give me a upper cut

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Please hold your applause

I'll cut your eyelids off

Chomping at your oxygen chords

I dont just cut with swords