This is a song about "Wrist work"

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

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

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist

But i dont mind doing work

Rappers please step forward

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

I have those scars on my wrist

Unassertive pussies cant keep work

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

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

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

If i said that all of that was faker than a clean wrist,

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist