This is a song about "Knives"

If there was no knives for killing, i could relate

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

And sharpen your knives and keep ruining lives

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Im not killing you with razor blades or steak knives

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

But we still got kids with blades and knives/

I speak to cj often and sometimes

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

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

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

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

I'm everything that they call nice

Bloody knives chainsaws and machetes

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,