This is a song about "Cut"

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

Cut your wig off, barber

Poke out from behind her

What's what, whos buzz was cut,

Say what you wanna but

But il cut your dick off

They right too cause

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

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

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

That i cut him open with razor blades,

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

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams