This is a song about "Being in a blood"

Sacrifice life in a pool of blood of my own stew,

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

I might even keep your blood wrapped in a snack pack

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

You run i chase ends in a blood covered face

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

The blood over my back weighed a ton, so i decided to burn in the sun

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

The blood in his veins made him stick to a blue tat

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Like a starving dog being treated in a clinic.