This is a song about "Blood hookah"

Fields stained scarlet as blood trickles

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Graveyards filling up with street blood

I call it speaking tongues

86. blood from the blade cuts,

Because ya'll need it, for your blood.

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Don't do that hookah pen cause that shits for newbie/

Blood fallin like a water fall

Bitch, i was born to ball

They can’t even come around

Theres blood all over the ground

I live my life in tha fast lane

Blood stain, your slain, your brain