This is a song about "Blood for oil"

Niggas drop like the soldiers for the oil barrels,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

But i dont care i spill my heart on tracks,and for my daughter id give up my last drop of blood

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Un-hairy musk lavender oil coated

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

My balls get lubed in oil

Risking his life for oil, which is nothing to die for

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Well, tyler, hi, i'm dr. tc, and um, i'm guessing

Don't matter, we need oil, look at the lives we're wrecking,

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

I'm thirsty for some blood your probably gunna need a big hearse

So pass the baby oil

You have laid your footprint in the soil