This is a song about "Cuttin"

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

'cause splittin ya wig is like cuttin butter,

Im undifferentiated, but still im always hated. cuttin to soon become faded,

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

Go tell the motherfuckers cuttin down all the trees

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Say your fucking prayers, stop cuttin layers, gods telling me your a sin waiting to happen,

Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.