This is a song about "Blade"

Money made delayed as i cut my wrist with this blade

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

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

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

86. blood from the blade cuts,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

My blade hungers for an end to its lonliness of violence

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I bring the rain and the fire, use my blade and my dagger

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

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

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

The lights burnished from my eyes to my blade

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late