This is a song about "Blood and hatred"

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

I gallop on a six legged horse dressed in steel and blood,

Yeah hail mary full of grace

And blood splattered all over my face.

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Im sweatin, blood and tears hit the floor

That fire flow the finest women i adore

Get yours; you know what this about

And watch ya blood drip out

And wrote my flows with your blood smears

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Cerebral blood splatter and brain matter

Not a rapper, i’m a raptor