This is a song about "Got a blade"

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

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

You stood me up and i understand

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Blade in her hand and a note on the side as she count to ten,

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

I ruptured her skin with a slick nine inch blade that's made to slay a bitch like this.

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

My brains a blade slayin' , every spit is plain sailing

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

My mind is a sharpen blade trapped in the dark all day