This is a song about "Gun and knife criime"

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

I told em neva bring a knife to a gun fight

And it cuts like a knife. whenever i think of it.

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Gun wars and prostitution pollutant in your breath

Hold on..i'll catch y'all up in the next life

All that i need is some anger , blood and knife

New canvas she need a new stroke

And got a knife to my throat

Grab my knife and my gun

I told him get his 9 and run

Like to go out and knife carve

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

And this machine gun pointed at my face,

The marathon of this game always changes in pace