This is a song about "Slicing"

When they hear me rocking the groove

Slicing off heads is how i calla truce

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

Slicing throats sending bloody remains in envelopes to cope,

Like no other wearing a voodoo necklace slicing

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Slicing up these dimes with no form of submission.

Verses slicing likes swords

Chomping at your oxygen chords

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

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

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

If you believe then you can achieve

Cleanly slicing your neck with shark teeth