This is a song about "Multimeter wire cutter flat head screw wire cutter flashlight"

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

They slept in death, hung from a wire that held their necks

To tie the wire to his tire

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

My papa saw that sad anger wire

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

Cookier cutter rappers, thinking they can making an impact

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

My skin is so cut up i look like a tiger, but im a cutter,