This is a song about "My cuts"

That cuts you and supplements the nutrients from my fork,

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

It was a good call to cover the cuts on the motherfucker

And it cuts like a knife. whenever i think of it.

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

Left the cuts asshole torn with the tusk of a boar

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Tattoo just covers cuts,

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Scars arise, cuts on my thigs, surrounded by lies