This is a song about "Stabbin"

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Stabbin' guys minds with young britches thinkin' they too grown

Then stick his clipped nails in the licorice and continue stabbin' him wit it,

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Platinum the minimum, maximum is stabbin' eminem,

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

My mind is split, i cant go a day without stabbin my wrist