This is a song about "On my wrist"

I have those scars in my wrist that nobody could see

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Money made delayed as i cut my wrist with this blade

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

My block stay hot my wrist stuck on froze

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Said "your name's on my wrist, that scar will never heal"

The reason why they had to give me a deal

Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist

Money is most of y'all interest

I reminisced bout shit i missed then i slit my wrist,

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Said "your name's on my wrist, that scar will never heal"

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

My mind is split, i cant go a day without stabbin my wrist

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest