This is a song about "Razor blade to my wrist"

About disaster in the world and

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

The razor is the pen and her canvas is her wrist

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Like he back that shit

Take my wrist and slit it

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

This place makes me want to put a razor to my skin,

I never fit in with them light skins

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

I got money mind and money on my wrist

The lights burnished from my eyes to my blade

But i do quite well with all the bait