This is a song about "Blood for oil economy"

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

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

My hunger for blood got your body looking battered

Im starving for blood my friend

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

Pool of blood spilling, wet sign for this track!

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

My knife is there weakness i lick the blood for sweetness

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

And all women who had light features, see