This is a song about "Ribbons and cuts"

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

That cuts you and supplements the nutrients from my fork,

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Put up to act gangsta, i’ve still experienced cuts,

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

She grabs a knife with her feet, cuts the tape and runs,

Fuck healing i'm killin and sinning, shove venom in cuts

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Those explain the cuts and the burns.

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers