This is a song about "Cut"

Stop the camera, cut, its over

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Cut you with the same pair of scissors

Cut your wig off, barber

How simple they are

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

So now that i finally made that fags head handheld

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

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

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

Chomping at your oxygen chords

I dont just cut with swords

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers