This is a song about "Knives and pens"

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

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

Please struggle to make your body might take of my knives

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

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

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

And yes i am the teacher class sit on down/ take yah pens out/ n jot this down/

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

And sharpen your knives and keep ruining lives

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

But we still got kids with blades and knives/

What we gotta do to survive