This is a song about "Cut"

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

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

And she throws up whatever she eats

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

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Stop the camera, cut, its over

Get your sentences cut off comma,

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

My records sell, yes sir

Cut your wig off, barber

I cut the crap recklessly

And now that i’m getting money

Cut her, take everybody out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route