This is a song about "Stabbed"

Where a man get stabbed for 20 quid

Lobsters and shrimp im good

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy

Now i've been stabbed in the back and they hate thinking i'm trashy

I'm about that life, i've been jumped and stabbed by a knife

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

This ''kid'' needs to be stabbed in the face until his pupils dilate

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

I stabbed you, how is it? i gotta know

And i made it with that dope flow

And i can write a hook fast

Met my match/ chest is stabbed

For christ's sake, i stabbed my wife and my two kids!

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

But becarful, or you might be stabbed in the back!

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack