This is a song about "Cut"

Can barely walk the city streets

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

Cut your breath and don’t think

You was bigger than an artist

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

I dont just cut with swords

Chomping at your oxygen chords

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

Please hold your applause

But il cut your dick off