This is a song about "How to prevent cut"

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Then cut him up again to reenact the scene.

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

Or slowly scissor cut you in to quarter portions to eat

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe

Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Because i needed to cut that decadence.

Banging out niggas with attitude

Prevent the sleuths, keep them mute

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

Almost nobody does a job to prevent

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Prevent narcotics, tonics, stupid logic's from physiologists to profit.