This is a song about "Blood and glory"

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

But let me be 100, see monogamy's redundant

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

On a battlefield of blood and distaste,

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

You're our own flesh and blood/

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

I gather the remains no waste and savour all the blood,

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

Secret society all we ask is trust

And wrote my flows with your blood smears

These chalance give me balance

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Up commin its been a long ass road to fame and glory