This is a song about "Liquid swords"

Like i always say, its liquid solidity sucka so jump back,

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Aboard with swords n' forts but no torch to sort regions

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

It's like we're spewing venom, it's raining toxic liquid,

Muskets and swords at lexington and concord

I style on new york, pile up my fork

You just working with the scraps you was given

You'll be like liquid, yo where you been,

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

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

You waving swords i'm waving switch blades, advantage don't matter

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Now defining my name liquid solidity is not that tough,

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service