This is a song about "Back stabbing bitches"

Except feel the pain stabbing through my heart

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

Stabbing and gashing at me, thrashing my arms and motherfucken knees

Bound to start stabbing the game with it

No car key and i mean that

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Savage, a placid assassin stabbing your back with a jagged pole

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

Slimy slick stabbing snakes, i wish they could fade away

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

When everybody around you is a stabbing pawning serpent,

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Well its the pain and suffering that's stabbing me with a knife

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Whistle tunes out happily while i go on a stabbing spree