This is a song about "Slit"

I work hard for everything i get

Catches kids on this #net-work 'n' then has 'em slit

You disrespect him you get ya neck slit

Every day was a saturday, shit

Say you don’t do what

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

You think im slick? well guess what, im not afraid to slit,

Slit wrists hurt when i'm burstin all your blood vessels

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Doesnt notice those slit wrists

See, i'm just trying to focus

And lonely teenagers in their rooms with wrists slit,

Because there ain't no coming back from that