This is a song about "Cutting my wrists"

You'll be pissing blood from your wrists

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

So i try tie my wrists

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

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

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Instead of cutting my heart in half, you cut it in thirds,

Around kids. these fuckin hopeless slits on my wrists arnt doing anything why

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Already hating shit and pissing off and cutting wrists

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets