This is a song about "Wrist work"

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Unassertive pussies cant keep work

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist

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

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

What held me back from slashing my wrist,

She slit her veins, only to feel her wrist in pain.

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

My name is timb aka thomas crown

Timing them wrist watch down

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist