This is a song about "I cut my wrist to see how much it bleeds"

Fuck it, you don't even know how much i cried

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

I'm devoted to dissing other rappers to hide how much i suck

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

See what's in the scheme? that's how much i hate their meaningless, horrid mess

I have those scars on my wrist

Yeah that motor be the fastest

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

It never crossed my mind, how much i improved from then to now and time to time

See my sister, i bet she didnt know how much i fuckin missed her

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

I´ve got those scars on my wrist that nobody can see

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

To see how much destiny can spit then corrode in some freaky shit?