This is a song about "Daggers"

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

My life is a gather of strives of knifes and daggers

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Lyrical daggers come in spiritual matter, sharp clatter on the biblical chapters

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Face other attackers, everyone armed with daggers

Try to drug me down with their blunt daggers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

First i have potential, now i got them answers

I break fractures and stab with big ass daggers

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

With daggers and blades to combatant you rascals and snakes//

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes