This is a song about "Family knives"

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

And we still got kids pulling out blades and kitchen knives/

Place the knives precisely where you sleep

If he does my soul to keep

A military mind mean money

I thought you were family

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

And sharpen your knives and keep ruining lives

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

So i'm, throwing lyrical knives at you until you hopefully die

Im starting to see guns and knives

Wale they call me tiger stripes

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Knives drawn out, murder in my eyes