This is a song about "Warts on my wrist"

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

I got those scars in my wrist that no one could see.

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

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

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

As i seenobody cares about my history

I have those scars on my wrist that no one could see

Your name's on my wrist, that scar will never heal,

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Money made delayed as i cut my wrist with this blade

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid