This is a song about "Whipping the wrist"

Swinging at open wounds at the wrist

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

The doctor has arrived just be patient

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

Whipping up win after win easier than it is to sin

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

Timing them wrist watch down

Puff puff puff, shutdown uptown

Whipping up a batch of whoop ass from a giant can

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

I don't blame her though...now i see her smiling everytime she sees me in my ford/

I praise the lord, but disagree with my life so i slice my wrist every night with my sword,

And yes, his left wrist represents the way that his day goes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

No difference whipping you with a rag or my lyric attack,

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq