This is a song about "Open wounds"

You cant come to these altitudes, after that put rubbing alchol on your wounds

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Maybe my wounds are just to deep,

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Just open that new tab

Dc, wale - nice ball cap

On they car note to go to the club

But you make me open up

Killing you bitches, pouring salt in you wounds

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Open minded, enlightened

Clap two times if you drunk

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Ur wounds are gnarly and infected

Scratch my head over the wounds and infect you with my lice

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs