This is a song about "Getting stabbed"

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

Assassins are stabbed in the back of my cabin

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Young and dumb, or even old and stupid

Where a man get stabbed for 20 quid

But becarful, or you might be stabbed in the back!

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

I stabbed you, how is it? i gotta know

I'll teach you how to take it slow

I won't be going to hell. i have been stalked, stabbed, my bones cracked,

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

Now your black vest has gone red from a stabbed chest