This is a song about "Cut"

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Stop the camera, cut, its over

"contemplate", i wrote about her

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

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

Ever since then i had no job

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

Chomping at your oxygen chords

I dont just cut with swords

20 racks really thats sneaker money

I cut the crap recklessly

Cut you with the same pair of scissors

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

But il cut your dick off

Intendent attend them, cool cause