This is a song about "Sharpen your knife"

We hustle to survive

The winged angel with a knife

She was the queen of the club

Tuck your knife its yo last up

With a sack of your ash an a steak knife i used to hack off your ass.

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

My mind is a sharpen blade trapped in the dark all day

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Your kind gets dismembered not with a knife or whatever

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

She got angry threat me by knife

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Remember you can't just cut out parts of your life with a knife,