This is a song about "Cutting my wrist"

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

I have those scars on my wrist that no one could see

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

Said "your name's on my wrist, that scar will never heal"

My mind is split, i cant go a day without stabbin my wrist

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

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

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Holding a saw for cutting my victims into fours

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

I´ve got those scars on my wrist that nobody can see

After that moscato hit

Take my wrist and slit it