This is a song about "Funding cuts"

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

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

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Scars arise, cuts on my thigs, surrounded by lies

Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

That cuts you and supplements the nutrients from my fork,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Lack of funding never stunting being lazy is easy

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Man this life is but a dream