This is a song about "Grandma cuts"

Fuck healing i'm killin and sinning, shove venom in cuts

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Tattoo just covers cuts,

Like im a grandma knitting these rhymes with no caution and effortless

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

Ill destroy you in the finest manner with the illest of grammer till your hear your grandma

Wearing sweaters your grandma sewn

Playin with fire is a danger zone

So you finally got the nerve

Those explain the cuts and the burns.