This is a song about "Blood and hatred"

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

"25 to life" and this hatred of mine

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

Theres imaginary blood and theres something tappin

Like they always say, blood, sweat and tears

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

As she goes through the levels

On a battlefield of blood and distaste,

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

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

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and