This is a song about "Wrist cutter"

For the one night stand

Before your wrist is snapped

Work that wrist im the maestro,

But now the dough like kaiser bro

Cookier cutter rappers, thinking they can making an impact

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

I reminisced bout shit i missed then i slit my wrist,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

I wear peace on my wrist, but i'm not sure it exists

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

Hit that ball deep with nothing but a flick... of the wrist.

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist