This is a song about "Blood for oil economy"

My hunger for blood got your body looking battered

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Because tonight we fight, not for oil or wealth,

I went in #for #the #kill and polluted the street, oil spill

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

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

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

Niggas drop like the soldiers for the oil barrels,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Everybody watching while you touching real money

The place to start is in our music, not the economy

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Blood to the brain, saltsraumen, it's calling for a surgeon

Pool of blood spilling, wet sign for this track!

Can't win with a passive attack