This is a song about "Cutting leg"

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

Cutting past the wrists into the pissed anger fits

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

Or a arm leg amputation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

I don't trust no one

I'm cutting off your fun

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

The ones who spent their days cutting

Bun b, i’m underground king

Wrists are for bracelets not cutting

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

But she swallowed my fuckin' leg whole like an egg roll