This is a song about "Cutting leg"

And i'mma show you how the south was won

I'm cutting you up like a hair salon

Wrists are for bracelets not cutting

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Or a arm leg amputation

First off congratulations on the win

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

When i'm cutting up the pieces of the skin like a barber,

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Gon feast on a leg of freshly shot veal