This is a song about "Cutting"

Got the blacksmith cutting me some axes,

Oh its over whole time she knows this

Cutting niggas hands and i aint talking to shady

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Holding a saw for cutting my victims into fours

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

I'm trunks with a ninja sword, cutting through frieza's body

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Cutting down the most cerebral mc’s with ease/

Wrists are for bracelets not cutting

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing