This is a song about "Wound"

How i do itthinkin' i'm new to this

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

He won't sit down, given the crown

Flub it when whores wound down

Back is hurting from the open wound

Reason i stuck with the sound

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Now there's a bleeding wound

Can't seem to find a solid ground

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

How come you pick me last, i made my raps straight from scratch

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

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