This is a song about "Gun and knife criime"

Like to go out and knife carve

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

It's trife, the strife inside this life, a knife and gun we carry,

And that's me on the cover, that's me with the worst knife

But i was more self concerned with the broads in life

Tear 'em up, each and every son, with any gun,

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

Your words cut through me, like a knife through flesh and bone.

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Like to go out and knife carve

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Knifes, axes and multiple varieties of gun

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Forget about the knife and just fuck life!