This is a song about "Scars and bruises"

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

You into bondage slut? i see bruises, looks like they're from chains/

Being born and brought up with scars may be no way to be a star

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Bruises from tip-to-toe and as he grows his bubble-wrap smalls.

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

It's useless, we're stuck with permanent bruises, it's stupid,

Beat up, tortured and all the bruises

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

The scars that buried deep within his writs, she started to plead and ask him why he said

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

With scars apon my wrists and razors in my dreams

This song about you, then you probably need to leave