This is a song about "Knife"

The winged angel with a knife

O.d. was in the weight room all his life

Stand up misses i love your ambition

Holding a knife but couldn't begin

Whoever fights me is gonna get his life sliced by my knife

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Plunge the knife, skins too tough

Is you big enough

So if i have to stab myself with a knife

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

But i was more self concerned with the broads in life

Use my stiletto flows? not the shoes, no, more like the knife.

Hand over the knife please

Got her going down, no teeth

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Cause my words will stab you, like a butcher knife/