This is a song about "My cuts and my ribbons"

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

Specially equities, reckon we smile

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Fuck healing i'm killin and sinning, shove venom in cuts

My dj cuts material....

Yeah come holla at your uncle

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

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

She grabs a knife with her feet, cuts the tape and runs,

He bought me a hoodie, a couple albums

In my heart and in my mind

You can search but you'll never find

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Ink, feather, and paper cuts