This is a song about "Fucked by knife"

My knees on the ground, dear father

Rusty knife, i call it mater

What we gotta do to survive

She got angry threat me by knife

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, i bet the dead would

Plunge the knife, skins too tough

Don’t you be holding back, your love

I stay the fuck away from the knife,

Before we see it's hard to live

Marijuana toking, cigarette smoking, neglected by life, reflected my emotions towards a knife,

Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

Rollin' down the four o five

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

You are about to get mind fucked(mind fucked)