This is a song about "Cutting off"

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

Holding a saw for cutting my victims into fours

When i'm cutting up the pieces of the skin like a barber,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Cutting the bull like me and the blade double teaming the ox

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

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

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Got the blacksmith cutting me some axes,

Let me cash you out , here hold this

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

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

Now your seeking for wellness, it all ends with you on oprah's next help list

Erupting volcanic, satanic cutting, wrist after wrist, im not sad im just pissed,

Worse than the wrists your cutting to get em

The race war, when it's us against all of them