This is a song about "Cutting my wrists"

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

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

When they here today what you say to them

Worse than the wrists your cutting to get em

Twist and spin and slit my wrists until the mortician embalms me

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

My account hacked, bullied, wrists that still bleed, yet i'm still here.

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Or even fucking cutting in bed/

The ones who spent their days cutting

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

So i try tie my wrists

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss