This is a song about "Knitting needles"

The art is razors, needles, and pins, syringes and comets,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

And mama's drinkin' bottles, puttin' needles up inside her veins,

So is being addicted to using meth needles

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

My music be like the drugs and there buds be like the needles

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

I ain't fiending for my track's props like pins and needles, knitting evil.

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I see you over there, drownin in needles