This is a song about "Blood bank"

Still i'm mackin i'm rackin up a fuckin bank vault too

For a brick or two, really put an end to you

I don't really give a fuck

Full up to fuck with blood,

Rhymes flow through me like blood

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

If you ever feel alone and

Taking money out the piggy bank

Like the times my bank starts texting me

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Getting bank and that is literal

No rehearsal, i know it all like urkel

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Let's pretend he never dreamed how to break the bank,