This is a song about "Cutting off everyone"

Worse than the wrists your cutting to get em

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Everyone around laughed

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

So tell em parappa the rapper nigga rap harder

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

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Cutting down the most cerebral mc’s with ease/

Cutting up the skin and there pulmonary veins and ill tape it

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Already hating shit and pissing off and cutting wrists

I'm cutting you up like a hair salon

Full of shit, like i ate that john