This is a song about "Blaster blade"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

On top of saturn, i'm sending shots from my rocket blaster

Drastically demolish rappers im a lyrical blaster

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Where every recipient, property of the state

Money made delayed as i cut my wrist with this blade

With my cynical laughter, i got the blaster to his head

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

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

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Cutting the bull like me and the blade double teaming the ox

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks