Slicing

Never had a thought so how can you see me? A man without a mind can never judge evenly Forever passing judgment compared to a fraud I’ll never pare up: I’ll only distort your sight Only distort your sight It don’t matter, knife in your hand I’ll cut you down with a knife in my head I don’t matter, knife in my hand You can never mend it with a knife in your head I want a slice, can I carve evenly? A man with no part moves so passively Can I cut you up, can I say you’re a fraud? You’ll never pare up, I’ll only destroy your size