This is a song about "Cutting her wrist"

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist

She glided the blade across her wrist she hears banging on the door,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

The doctor has arrived just be patient

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Cutting the bull like me and the blade double teaming the ox

And yea we both coming

Wrists are for bracelets not cutting

Erupting volcanic, satanic cutting, wrist after wrist, im not sad im just pissed,

At least that's what they think, don't blink or ya might miss the reason you exist

Work that wrist im the maestro,

People love hodgy i hate you though