This is a song about "Mount and blade"

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

And the deal is done when you see my blade or feel its touch

Mount olympus is quiet until i go and start a riot

Whole team full of og’s packing fo-fo’s on the hip hip

I wanna die and watch my dark soul fade, leaving the kitchen blade, on the counter,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Never give up to the blade

New york, va, dc, get paid

Picked the blade back up and put it on the side of my neck.

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Cutting the bull like me and the blade double teaming the ox

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss

Atop mount everest then slit her wrists

So im sharper than a six inch blade

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate