This is a song about "Slit eyebrows"

I just don't get it, someone always get slit

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

You disrespect him you get ya neck slit

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

And we should not care about teenagers, wrists slit,

What's going to happen to the eyebrows?

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

I put that nigga in his casket

If i see your face ill get throat slit

Take my wrist and slit it

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

You make a nigga's night turn day

Thoats will be fucking slit today

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Tell him that i slit his throat, in this dream i had