This is a song about "Blood dia"

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Cerebral blood splatter and brain matter

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Because ya'll need it, for your blood.

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

With blood of a lesser tease

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Shout out my nigga miles

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Graveyards filling up with street blood

I got love for bars even though i'm dia-betic!

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Full up to fuck with blood,