This is a song about "Scissors"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I'm the kind of kid that likes to sprint down the hall with some scissors

Grab the scissors and saws and

Put the purp in the blunt

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Now i'm making insicions in your dick skin with a pair of scissors

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Just the scissors and the razor blades and many of the bodies,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Got the knives and the scissors, see who gets it harder,

Scissors, saws, razor sharp ninja sword, slice to dice and dash,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Together all the timethought it was true love

With these hedge trimming scissors with razor edges

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

She doesn't like you i mean she cut off with scissors,