This is a song about "Swords"

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

Sticking y'all and hitting raw with liquid swords, give me more,

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

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Verses slicing likes swords

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

Time to change there mind with force and swords

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

You waving swords i'm waving switch blades, advantage don't matter

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Aboard with swords n' forts but no torch to sort regions

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Muskets and swords at lexington and concord