This is a song about "Razor on my wrist"

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

The razor is the pen and her canvas is her wrist

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

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

Your name's on my wrist, that scar will never heal,

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist

I have those scars on my wrist

My women be in the newest

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist

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

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows