This is a song about "Cut"

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

Gonna cut people who spit bullshit.

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Magic city, everything kosher

Stop the camera, cut, its over

I am just an artist

Cut your breath and don’t think

Fly as ricky steam boat

Posting uploads, going cut throat

What's what, whos buzz was cut,

She said i'm ready to fuck

Hoping to cut you down to hundred stitches

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

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

Hit me so bad baby girl give me a upper cut