This is a song about "Cutting wrists"

So i try tie my wrists

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

Sometimes i think, what i need

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

Switch swag on you little dick fags

They were partying i was cutting tracks

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Cutting behind closed shutters,

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Cutting class for the pool

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Slit wrists to the dopest of mad sickness.