This is a song about "Lifes like a knife"

Life has put her to the test

Musta felt like a knife pierced ya chest.

Pick up my knife and slaughter cops in my own house, pigs everywhere like a slaughterhouse,

When the truth came out i'm a rapper not a poet "aka" the people's mouth

Lifes a big garbage truck

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

Lifes like a car and now i cant steer

When drunk i only drink beer

The winged angel with a knife

I used to have a nine to five

I kill like a low-life, with no knife.

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

People say lifes a bitch but i disagree

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

Overdose heimlich procedure reversing in time saving lifes like a crime