This is a song about "Blood gush"

Blood mutation in my formation

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Washing these holy lands in their heathen blood,

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

You're our own flesh and blood/

Dc star, a pg legend

Good kids make bad grown ups

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

No brain batter, just blood splatter

Took the van, went snatch her

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Now i'm kept untamed, blood pour out leave a blood stain

On they car note to go to the club

Cut your way through the curtains stained with your blood

Kirko paint her walls

As my blood level falls