This is a song about "Blood as oil economy"

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

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

She just sit there and watches as the blood drips

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Either as big as a rockstar, or as blood hits the stone,

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

As they lay in blood stained bedding throw a punch to make your head swing

I am olubowale, the answer to this

As the blood leaked, i proceeded to cut off his penis.

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

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