This is a song about "Cutting the dope"

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Cutting past the wrists into the pissed anger fits

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

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

The ones who spent their days cutting

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

Kid! i’m so dope wit’ the flow

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

Cutting shit up i got a tucked saw zaw what the fucks up law dog

Took a shot jump to a porno star y'all really like i support that broad