This is a song about "Blood for oil economy"

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Intervals polluting the economy/

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

Let's fall in love, let me put my seed in your soil

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

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

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Because tonight we fight, not for oil or wealth,

Pool of blood spilling, wet sign for this track!

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

These situations ain’t too shocking given the economy,

Thirsty for the blood of rappers, i've tolerated/

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

That scary love, never get married love

My knife is there weakness i lick the blood for sweetness