This is a song about "Cut"

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Cut your wig off, barber

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Better yet they work my every nerve

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

Hoping to cut you down to hundred stitches

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Cut your breath and don’t think

I promise to keep it honest

All drinks on me like a fuckin' coaster

Stop the camera, cut, its over

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god