This is a song about "I cut my wrists"

Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.

The day before is better than the present

I could beat you with my wrists bound

I drive that all around

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Finally i got a break and cut my first plate.

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Around kids. these fuckin hopeless slits on my wrists arnt doing anything why

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

My wrists run red with blood splattered on the bed.

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

I wanna grab your wrists and strain some chains

My account hacked, bullied, wrists that still bleed, yet i'm still here.

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel