This is a song about "Ill cut you with a razor with aids"

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

Enough to go and cut a raw deal with

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

Razor under the tongue, like bitches losing the last few pounds, its a close cut

Cut you with the same pair of scissors

So you finally got the nerve

Remember you can't just cut out parts of your life with a knife,

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

So i signed his face with razor blades,

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

Ruthless, i'm a sadist with the power to cut steel