This is a song about "I slit my wrist im sorry"

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

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

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

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

Got these bezzells on my wrist, bitch im smoking on that green.

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Im sorry that is just my life war the champion has arrived

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Yeah they always defend you, look how they say your name

Well im sorry but i must confess

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Trying to get his life together, or what not

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop