This is a song about "Cut"

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Stop the camera, cut, its over

Your brother's getting older

And i can't help but stare, cause

But il cut your dick off

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

I dont just cut with swords

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Cut the fuckers up black or white

But there's nothing else inside

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

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