This is a song about "Wrist cutter"

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I decided my pride is just why i resist

No wife, no kids, with this knife and this wrist

You feminine as wearing a wrist locket,

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit

My skin is so cut up i look like a tiger, but im a cutter,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

The razor is the pen and her canvas is her wrist

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Work that wrist im the maestro,

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

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss