This is a song about "Blade"

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Expressing my pent up emotions inside in a poetic way is like a razor blade

I'll cut you with my wiper blade, you better have financial aid,

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Grab out a blade make his future fade, away slowly, knowingly,

Hopefully they see the talent i carry just like jimmy

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

Like seal, i'll get a little crazy when i feel the blade

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

86. blood from the blade cuts,

I call it speaking tongues

My brains a blade slayin' , every spit is plain sailing

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing