This is a song about "Farm desert cut"

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

They right too cause

I'll cut your eyelids off

I cook beef on this state-farm, how are you doing? i'm mayhem!

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

Left me at the farm with strangers

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

And i'm just being honest

Cut your breath and don’t think

But il cut your dick off

And i can't help but stare, cause

So sad you had to miss your mom' s prom

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom

Cut your wig off, barber

How simple they are