This is a song about "Cutting my wrist"

Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

Making rappers go ape shit giving inspiration to live until you're ancient

Ive got satan on speed-dial, call that nigga up talkin about slicin open my wrist,

Try to hold my pencil and it'll make your wrist blow,

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist

I reminisced bout shit i missed then i slit my wrist,

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

What held me back from slashing my wrist,

No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

Fuck the comradery with b rate artists

I wear peace on my wrist, but i'm not sure it exists

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist