This is a song about "Cuts and scratches"

Cuz it well leave you with bruses and cuts like you just got hit

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

She grabs a knife with her feet, cuts the tape and runs,

Put up to act gangsta, i’ve still experienced cuts,

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Fuck healing i'm killin and sinning, shove venom in cuts

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Once as a slave who imagined being free

My name is... [scratches] slim shady

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

That cuts you and supplements the nutrients from my fork,

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord