This is a song about "Ninja skillz"

Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed

Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift

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

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Scissors, saws, razor sharp ninja sword, slice to dice and dash,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

I'm trunks with a ninja sword, cutting through frieza's body

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

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

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

I slice the track in two, like my words are a ninja sword

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword