This is a song about "Cut"

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

So i told her thats wassup, then we chillin in the cut

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

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Fresh out the chair with the clippers

Cut you with the same pair of scissors

Money i make em buck

What's what, whos buzz was cut,

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Cut her, take everybody out

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

That i cut him open with razor blades,

Young, handsome and focused

Cut your breath and don’t think