This is a song about "Slit wrists"

Doesnt notice those slit wrists

I'm just trying to focus

When they showed up at your door at christmas

Slit wrists to the dopest of mad sickness.

Bout some shit thats been shanking my wrists.

And i can't help but notice

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Ever think why people fucking slit there wrists and shit

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

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

This racism shit makes me want to slit my wrists

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

I need to beat