This is a song about "Cutting yourself"

Cutting niggas hands and i aint talking to shady

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

The ones who spent their days cutting

But he don't rule a thing

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Wrists are for bracelets not cutting

Cutting class for the pool

Back in tha old school

Or even fucking cutting in bed/

Like sally mae on college debt

They say check yourself before you wreck yourself

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Cutting down the most cerebral mc’s with ease/