This is a song about "Noxian guillotine"

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Hanging with the wrong morons in this world i was thrown on.

As she goes through the levels

86. blood from the blade cuts,

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

This is how i committed this crime

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

Wait a minute holy shit are you capital j?

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Jay stop playing with me, i drop bombs i don't plea, i got a mind to be,

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

You messin wit da truth,

Im a switch blade with a blade to switch

Now you speaking my language

You're my favorite show, any chance i get i try to watch

Foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch,