This is a song about "Cut"

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

20 racks really thats sneaker money

I cut the crap recklessly

Because i needed to cut that decadence.

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Speed up, patience, please cause

I'll cut your eyelids off

Hit me so bad baby girl give me a upper cut

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Huh, i can't interpret her

Cut your wig off, barber

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

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