This is a song about "Blood in bloodout"

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

I gallop on a six legged horse dressed in steel and blood,

This fetish with drinkin' nigga's blood in never enough

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Smiling with blood dripping out my mouth in my mug shot

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

But i murdered you in cold blood, and got away with it!!

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Contracts made from flesh written in blood i'm speechless,

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Meanwhile in the ghetto the blood leaked from hanging rugs,

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

U love when im in pain ur like a shark that smells blood/

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck