This is a song about "Bleed"

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

My raps bleed speed nigga need to let of steam

But writing these lyrics might just mak'em bleed

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

My punch lines make you bleed internally,

Third ward general, young cash money

As soon as you beg please, i'll stop and let you bleed,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

I've never ever wanted anyone to bleed,

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Want me to pound your fucking ass till you bleed

But hey yo look, money from across the street

I may sweat till i bleed everyday

Yeah ain't that what the song say