This is a song about "Razor on my wrist"

No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

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

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

I rock my motherfuckin' crew like a string of razor blades/

My records sell, yes sir

I do damage with my razor

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I´ve got those scars on my wrist that nobody can see

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

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