This is a song about "Fading scars"

I have those scars on my wrist

Money is most of y'all interest

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Slicing my legs to leave behind scars

My artist skills are fading,

I was born to do the damn thing

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

That pretty smile on your face, that's never fading

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

But ill still have physical scars