This is a song about "Heal the"

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

Your name's on my wrist, that scar will never heal,

Damaged beyond what even sorcery can heal;

Puns of pearls, yo tongue will twirl, looka here

I see the same hodon't get mad, i'm only bein real

Said "your name's on my wrist, that scar will never heal"

Not all scars show not all wounds heal they don't see a pain that a nigguh feel

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

No matter how empty you feel, remember that it will always heal.

But you gotta get out you cant give him the power heal

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal