This is a song about "My knife"

And got a knife to my throat

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life

In the middle of the night, i just might, use my knife,

Then the stars don't even matter

Better yet i'll take my knife and cut her

Brush for knife, blood for paint, making you my new canvas

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

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.

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple

Whoever fights me is gonna get his life sliced by my knife

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice