This is a song about "Blood as oil economy"

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Flee as i pry his blood, right by this trucks underneath

Kirko paint her walls

As my blood level falls

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

That's true as long as blood in my veins is always flowing blue

Cause i can't believe i lost my virginity to you

Fields stained scarlet as blood trickles

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

We aint summer we cold as bro our blood doesn't flow, it froze

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

I used over and over swinging my sword as blood spills,

My balls get lubed in oil

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil