This is a song about "Like a stunning ninja"

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

Words defined with refined elegance, stunning

Like a bird without a cage

When i pull up in that candy range

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Sinnin' like a catholic, prayin' like a baptist,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Slicing up this track like that's shit's sharp as ninja swords,

This is serious, its not funny, and its shining like gold cause its stunning

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Scissors, saws, razor sharp ninja sword, slice to dice and dash,

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short