This is a song about "Blade dancer"

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

My mind is a sharpen blade trapped in the dark all day

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Take you and your friends to blade and tools

That'll do anything that i please

Take a blade out and bring them to their knees

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Money made delayed as i cut my wrist with this blade

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

He digs a blade in his knuckles which makes for deadly punches

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

If your a rapper why you look like a back up dancer for soul train

Where you welcome to problems

86. blood from the blade cuts,