This is a song about "Knit"

You can never knit the rhymes like me try and get your palm cut

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

And however i try i cant make my ends knit

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Knit the numeral 6 into your skin with string but slip,

Little shit who can't knit a good verse to spit

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Knit the numeral 6 into your skin with string but slip,

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes