This is a song about "Blood and iron"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

Baby heading down a cloud

And watch ya blood drip out

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

I used to ride the iron horse, and that was the train,

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

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Theres imaginary blood and theres something tappin

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

From the face of this earth and soak in your blood