This is a song about "Cutting my wrists"

Bout some shit thats been shanking my wrists.

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Switch gears like stick shifts

Doesnt notice those slit wrists

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Cutting past the wrists into the pissed anger fits

My wrists is froze, im super loc'd up

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

I'm cutting off your fun

Top ranked, number one my son

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

Worse than the wrists your cutting to get em

Already hating shit and pissing off and cutting wrists

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

The inner darkness in my head is leaving. yet my wrists won't stop bleeding.

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything