This is a song about "Knives and daggers"

Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers

Face other attackers, everyone armed with daggers

Place the knives precisely where you sleep

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

I don't care when i was a little boy my toys were bombs knives and bitch i even

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

So here i am at the store for some chips

And sharpen your knives and keep ruining lives

Behind those eyes, i see jagged knives,

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

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

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol