This is a song about "Ninja sword"

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Fuck it, im runnin into shadows blood stainin my sword

East shore part emcee part sword

All you need is your passport

The sword, i reek of poor decisions

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

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

I pull up, stick the sword in your gut

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

My flows hardcore, sharper than a raw sword

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

My pen as my sword, i stand alone

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Daddy got me swinging softly with a sword