This is a song about "In the cut amoking weed"

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

Cut up your bodies and place then in the bottom of pools

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

So i told her thats wassup, then we chillin in the cut

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Like a tumble weed in the western breeze.

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Cut him up, put the pieces in a case