This is a song about "Stitches"

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

Fuckin with me, and i'll put you into stitches

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Snitches in ditches with stitches will hitch hike so listen bitch,

Stab you with lyrical sword and leaving you with unhealing stitches

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

A round, white-leather ball with red stitches.

Leavin' the strip club with stitches and half a dollar,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

And bag 'em up leave 'em with sickish, stitches, n' diminish-

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

I tear pussies open, they need stitches