This is a song about "Cutting off"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

A nuisance, wasting time, cutting and pasting headlines in the papers

I'm cutting off your fun

And i am one of one

I'm cutting you up like a hair salon

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Cutting niggas hands and i aint talking to shady

Cutting behind closed shutters,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

It's time for me to get stronger then i was before though, but to be honest

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

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

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

Wrists are for bracelets not cutting

If they could cut out all the busting