This is a song about "Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with aids"

But my bars are so cold you gone need a pair of

And i love your brain but i think i'll never know enough

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Where they are afraid of all the insults

I'm a psycho with that razor-sharp blessed decisive flow,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

I ruptured her skin with a slick nine inch blade that's made to slay a bitch like this.

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

I guess that's why some people are afraid of the dark,

Too afraid of being a loser

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Are you afraid of a thug? you're not man enough

Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff