This is a song about "Razor in a paper cup"

Expressing my pent up emotions inside in a poetic way is like a razor blade

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Heart cold as ice in a cup of fucking sorbet

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

Razor blades in hand hoping her life will change slowly,

With your attitude to match right, don't be phony

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

You couldn't carry a rhyme if i gave you a cup

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Left me like a blank white paper

I'm a monster with pen and blank paper

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her