This is a song about "Bleed on a print"

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Cause he wouldn't give anybody a fuck and would bleed sweat

I hate when they bleed cause i'm a crip,

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

Cause he tried to buy my soul but he forgot to read the print

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

But writing these lyrics might just mak'em bleed

And just looked at the whole situation

If you bleed red then you're kin,

Till i layed his ass out when he started to bleed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

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

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

On my knees till they bleed, i'll lose both of my legs for you,

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue