This is a song about "Victims of bullying"

Ripping out sockets, victims are barely conscience

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

Clasp tight as i make cardiovascular incisions to damage my victims

Y'all niggas about to feel thisbreak out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Because were the next victims

I remember carving each number of victims i killed on my arm

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Like rodney king, latasha, and the victims of brutality,

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

This is for all the victims of bullying out there