This is a song about "Fresh cuts"

Tattoo just covers cuts,

Or closed casket for our troubles

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

It was a good call to cover the cuts on the motherfucker

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Until the see-saw cuts a skirt of a fake

Yeah my name is ayo fresh

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

The fresh goat more like a fresh joke