This is a song about "Razor claws"

He's got the block in his claws, got the top in his jaws,

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

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

Best be prepared for the outlaws

Like a cat without claws,

Now this is a metaphor as my claws reek havoc

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

Nail you to your fuckin' floorboard, razor-sharp raw swords,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Rippin away the claws that are hidden in the clause

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Razor sharp flow, masculin delivery, eatin' laxatives

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips