This is a song about "Farm desert cut"

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks

Testing bombs, you really think it's different from desert storm?

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Cut your breath and don’t think

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

Took the van, went snatch her

Cut your wig off, barber

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

Chomping at your oxygen chords

I dont just cut with swords

So i told her thats wassup, then we chillin in the cut

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend