This is a song about "Slit wrists"

Bout some shit thats been shanking my wrists.

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

No wrists slit, we came to split atoms

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

This racism shit makes me want to slit my wrists

The last of a dying breed too many whack artists

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

I need to beat

I'm just trying to focus

And slit wrists bleeding lit hit lists

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

So i try tie my wrists

What you know about this life

Slit the veins keeping me alive

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Twist and spin and slit my wrists until the mortician embalms me