This is a song about "Scars on my wrist from the past"

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

Discarding the past year leaving the scars behind

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

I wear peace on my wrist, but i'm not sure it exists

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

I have those scars in my wrist that nobody could see

My block stay hot my wrist stuck on froze

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

What held me back from slashing my wrist,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I was born rough, i left scars on my mothers pussy

Yeah that motor be the fastest

No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist