This is a song about "Slits"

Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Young, naive, who slits his wrists, missiles hit to cock and shoot,

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

A rocker kid, you in the hospital, and got a lot of slits,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

These fuckin hopeless slits

Young, naive, who slits his wrists, missiles hit to cock and shoot,

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits

But i apologize for not walking you around

And slits this bitches neck! and her head takes a trip down

And now he's in a hospital with lots of slits across his wrists,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips