This is a song about "Bleed"

Gettin higher den a nose bleed, see to muh shows.

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Without the whips and chains it's still displayed the ways that they would bleed

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Till i layed his ass out when he started to bleed

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

I bleed from damage, squeak and panic//

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Take a walk, draw your feet and see your core organs bleed

I say that keeps me going

If you bleed red then you're kin,

For bunk meat, neon lighted butchers were chumps bleed

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Want me to pound your fucking ass till you bleed