This is a song about "Blade"

But i do quite well with all the bait

So im sharper than a six inch blade

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

Blade in my hand time flowed like sand and i was far away from wealth,

Money made delayed as i cut my wrist with this blade

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

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

In the bathroom with a blade, wrists shaking/

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

The lights burnished from my eyes to my blade

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

Miami nights, made a couple grand