This is a song about "Pickled slit"

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

I just don't get it, someone always get slit

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Pick one, peter piper. and pick a peck of pickled peppers.

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Slit wrists hurt when i'm burstin all your blood vessels

You disrespect him you get ya neck slit

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Slit wrists to the dopest of mad sickness.

Because i see right through your disguise

#slit eyes, #bit you guys, bitching cries,

If i see your face ill get throat slit

This is like love, that you can never get