This is a song about "Warts on my wrist"

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

The world at risk, all on his wrist, the mic is gripped/

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

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

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

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

I got money mind and money on my wrist

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

My mind is split, i cant go a day without stabbin my wrist

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

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