This is a song about "Wounds"

Maybe my wounds are just to deep,

More money that mean less sleep

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Stitching lyrical sutures, i know my absence wounds ya

Basketball is my favorite sport

Those are your wounds this is the salt

Battle wounds through shattered tunes with fractured fuse

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

You cant come to these altitudes, after that put rubbing alchol on your wounds

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

To all the painful wounds i salt on all the victims of my crimes,

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Im putting wounds on ya, scars, that wont ever be healed

Swinging at open wounds at the wrist

I promise to keep it honest