This is a song about "Wounds"

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

Deep ass wounds, sense of doom looms, trapped in the tomb, end it all

Battle wounds through shattered tunes with fractured fuse

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here

Not all scars show not all wounds heal they don't see a pain that a nigguh feel

Redan road, that’s my street

Maybe my wounds are just to deep,

Swinging at open wounds at the wrist

Yeah that motor be the fastest

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Her face was calm, as if the wounds didn’t seal her fate

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Ur wounds are gnarly and infected

Killing you bitches, pouring salt in you wounds

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news