This is a song about "Slacker blade"

Take you and your friends to blade and tools

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

I ruptured her skin with a slick nine inch blade that's made to slay a bitch like this.

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

My brains a blade slayin' , every spit is plain sailing

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Like seal, i'll get a little crazy when i feel the blade

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

The slacker in the class, but his tracks are immaculate

Sippin' bitches what lemonade

Ill crack your shoulder blade

Ready to fight hand on his blade as he creeps

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

86. blood from the blade cuts,

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs