This is a song about "The knife game"

I stay the fuck away from the knife,

Ma want me to go find a wife

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

Haven't heard them? here they are at the speed of a knife

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Attack raps with the knife in the back

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Use my stiletto flows? not the shoes, no, more like the knife.

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Cause we fresh on the game

My lady friends never really be into the life

Well its the pain and suffering that's stabbing me with a knife

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Forget about the knife and just fuck life,

On the gravestone'll be written "ended by knife"/

That they gotta tell me how to live my life