This is a song about "Fresh cuts"

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

You should call me fresh stella

Yeah, one time for the

I'm fresh as fuck nigga

Enouph i still feel fresh

Carefree i don’t need the stress

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

And it cuts like a knife. whenever i think of it.

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

I know its showing i suffer paper cuts but it isn't enough

Spending her time with him i guess

I start everyday as a fresh