This is a song about "Blood new economy"

What will we do first? start another war rape the economy like a whore?

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Brush for knife, blood for paint, making you my new canvas

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

Intervals polluting the economy/

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

The economy were i am has less chance of profession and your better

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

I just want somebody i can see

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

When when the economy of america breaks

But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Trying hard to speak and

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,