Is This Tooth Sharp Enough To Be Called a Fang?

Am I in your way? I don't even know you I aint got no issue Bitch i'm here to play Meet me by the grave Far on the road, deep down By the red stains Break another backbone I don't like your bitch she give me bad dome Ima make you see the world in monochrome Cracking out a body like its styrofoam Metal to the face Funny how they stare in amazement I ain't got no mercy, ain't no patient Cut a leg, leave a balenciaga on the pavement Shit thats how it goes, trap a body in the basement Feeding off the bone, i be drooling like its raining Dropping guts on the floor, oh i think i'm getting wavy Waiting for you to fall in love with the fallen angel Am I in your way? I don't even know you I ain't got no issue Bitch i'm here to play Meet me by the grave Far on the road, deep down By the red stains And i see its all the same That causes the pain Another tooth that's sharpened enough to be called a fang Across the vein, i'm sipping the life out My soul regain its power as your flesh will go black I bury your corpse in the forest, my old shack is near Lemme hide the axe No one find you back Shining from the crack in the tomb i can see the grass at noon I can see you pass, i knew that you would be gas-looking baby got me gasping