This is a song about "Cuts"

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

It was a good call to cover the cuts on the motherfucker

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Tattoo just covers cuts,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

As she goes through the levels

Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Lady at the frank stand will

My dj cuts material....

That cuts you and supplements the nutrients from my fork,

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

I know its showing i suffer paper cuts but it isn't enough

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

And it cuts like a knife. whenever i think of it.

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that