This is a song about "Funding cuts"

Shout out my nigga miles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Fall down but still no cuts on me, head so high even giants look up to me

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

My dj cuts material....

Cause this album pack enough evil

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Lack of funding never stunting being lazy is easy

My father never seen me, the nigga probably stevie

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

She grabs a knife with her feet, cuts the tape and runs,

Come see real niggas on my team

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

That cuts you and supplements the nutrients from my fork,

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short