This is a song about "Slit your wrist"

Said "your name's on my wrist, that scar will never heal"

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

To become a lyrical killer and slit your throat with a damn metaphor,

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

I'll slit your throat then cut ligaments i'm a train on tracks.

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

I start to think it's all planned

Before your wrist is snapped

Commit suicide, slit your throat, they find your mom crying

Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting

Said "your name's on my wrist, that scar will never heal"

Buzz it, like my very first day in here

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

And by god when she's gone you wanna slit your throat

Stay calm as i walk away while i leave your flesh slit

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit