This is a song about "Wound"

Worked my way up, and here i wound

The fourth one, i like to kick around

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

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

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

As my record label nitpicks at this

The huge wound, that's gonna lay in your heart like your fathers frown.

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Back is hurting from the open wound

My niggas clownbring a pound

Now there's a bleeding wound

Come wit me you'll smoke around

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

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,