This is a song about "Guns and knives"

Defending your kingdom’s borders against us with knives and rifles,

Allies that turned to rivals, niggas turned street disciples

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

With no guns and no shields

Ass shots in her seven jeans

And by the way i'mma start

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Ties up her up to a pole and puts his knives up on the carpet,

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

And i know - there'll never be peace

Bloody knives chainsaws and machetes

Fuck with a smile single file she'll bust nuff styles

And we still got kids pulling out blades and kitchen knives/