This is a song about "Blood cootchie"

Uh ha, you know what

Full up to fuck with blood,

I must go like fly route

And watch ya blood drip out

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

You're our own flesh and blood/

No reason to be around

Theres blood all over the ground

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Because ya'll need it, for your blood.

When you spill out hits

"money and blood don't mix

Pulled over on the way home still covered in blood

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and