This is a song about "Blood"

Graveyards filling up with street blood

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Blood mutation in my formation

Because ya'll need it, for your blood.

Bitches is artificially duck

Shout out my nigga miles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or babies they raisin

Might stop his blood circulation

And now your best friend's having kids

"money and blood don't mix

86. blood from the blade cuts,

Good kids make bad grown ups