This is a song about "Knives"

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

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Place the knives precisely where you sleep

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

So i'm, throwing lyrical knives at you until you hopefully die

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Basketball is my favorite sport

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

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

If there was no knives for killing, i could relate

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Silicone bitches got the confidence

And sharpen your knives and keep ruining lives

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,