This is a song about "Skipping leg day"

Shrapnel and shard in my leg

Cutting me this worthless check

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Watch the gore spread more and more, till the blood runs red down ya left leg

Or a arm leg amputation

Or babies they raisin

The truth shall be told

Skipping class and growing cold

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

Spelling like a fourth grader skipping every dot

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot