This is a song about "My knife"

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Except the ones about my life, my strife, it's trife, knife fights,

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

When i slit them with a knife, drawn from my hip,

You intruded on me and my life, well watch me do trick's with my lyrical knife/

Bitch say im hot smoking on by the night nigga you ain't know about the life

So i gotta take itya never know when it's all gonna happentha rappen or tha drugs

My path to success wasn't long enough..well what's my knife for if it can't create shortcuts/

Use my stiletto flows? not the shoes, no, more like the knife.

But i was more self concerned with the broads in life

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

Better yet i'll take my knife and cut her

I got my nine and my long knife,they can't survive

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

All i really know is that i gotta master flow, police throw me on the ice then i wasnt so nice,

Marijuana toking, cigarette smoking, neglected by life, reflected my emotions towards a knife,