This is a song about "Blade"

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

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

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

She glided the blade across her wrist she hears banging on the door,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Take you and your friends to blade and tools

Our vision never changed, we self made

So im sharper than a six inch blade

Got tired of running from the police

Take a blade out and bring them to their knees

My blade hungers for an end to its lonliness of violence

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers