This is a song about "String"

The feeling of puttin' words together in a string

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

Knit the numeral 6 into your skin with string but slip,

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

I rock my motherfuckin' crew like a string of razor blades,

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

No more fumbling with frets, thinking which string to pick

With a string attached in some gifted wrap

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Guess what you loose, now please go hang yourself with a string.

If you ain't wearing no color, can't nobody say nothing

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

I love to write, make knotted string art that's jail life.

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I rock my motherfuckin' crew like a string of razor blades,