This is a song about "Friends and cousins worried about you because you cut yourself"

They say i talk like im god body

We'll be friends like you and me

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Too bad you're all alone and a failure you made yourself

Because it's all about you,

It's really not an issue

"three i be hopin'. you and your partner, cut you both open!"

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Watchin' you bitch about yourself is a fucking nuisance

And you ain't got no friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

You must be 99 because you know shit about computers

I'll destroy you and leave you worried n' shocked

A mother’s son dead, was killed by some kids popped