This is a song about "Cutting"

State building i like to see it when you land on that fire hydrant i'm the highest

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

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

They were partying i was cutting tracks

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

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

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

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Cutting niggas hands and i aint talking to shady

Cutting niggas off like a shed full of severed heads

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes