This is a song about "Scars"

Young, handsome and focused

I have those scars on my wrist

Told me she was #speeding 'cause of dealing with scars left

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Scars up and down my arms

You haters put up your guards

The scars on his fist, the adrenaline he gets,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

We've all got our scars and we need to embrace em

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

In these parts, i guess it’s our scars that give us character,

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror