This is a song about "I slit my wrist"

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

Don't cross me like you atheist

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

I reminisced bout shit i missed then i slit my wrist,

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

If i don't slit my wrist, i said "man fuck you if you want to go take that psycho chick"

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

He tried it once, slit his wrist and waited

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

I got those scars in my wrist that no one could see.

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those