This is a song about "Being in a blood"

I gallop on a six legged horse dressed in steel and blood,

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Like a starving dog being treated in a clinic.

It's like being stuck in a maze and i can't get out

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

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

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

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

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

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

I got an epidemic in ma blood called a rapping

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging