This is a song about "Depression cutting razor blades old friends"

The phrase the pays inside the streets is sharp is razor blades,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

With handfuls of razor blades i'm cleaning you with mace

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Smoking weed with depression,

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Razor blades in hand hoping her life will change slowly,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

But it never rings that old friends can die by drago

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Suicide depression,

I rock my motherfuckin' crew like a string of razor blades,

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

I'm cutting off your fun

I'm a son of gun