This is a song about "My knife"

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

But u got only two holes son..well.. ur a true whore cuz every multi i spit ur holes multiply twice/

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

You shoulda put that fuckin knife in my chest but you're just this

Music is my life my flows as sharp as a knife

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

I've got all the plastic ready with my favourite knife

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

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

My knife is there weakness i lick the blood for sweetness

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Looked down like i had a knife in my hand