This is a song about "Cutting myself"

Cutting niggas off like a shed full of severed heads

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Already hating shit and pissing off and cutting wrists

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Cutting behind closed shutters,

You little young-ass motherfuckers

I'm cutting you up like a hair salon

When you took my hand up so calm

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

Cutting down the most cerebral mc’s with ease/

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

They were partying i was cutting tracks

I'm on deck i'm up next

Relying on myself

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubberbands, i'm a