This is a song about "Wound"

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

Throw some salt and alcohol on that wound to make it safer

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

I found that words can be used as weapons with which i could wound,

However you will be numb with a wound still i'm so hazy

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Get around like tupac, i'm not worked up, i'm wound/

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

Cause the wound i gave you shows you've met your match/

Pull up in the car open the lambo mercy latch

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

His wound was oozing / im feeling woozy and faint

Flub it when whores wound down

I'm the talk of the town