This is a song about "Blood new economy"

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

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Blood gang aint no new thang, i aint new to dis shit

Look in the scope, my people still a target

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Full up to fuck with blood,

Rhymes flow through me like blood

She said i'm ready to fuck

Never did we think we'd have this weak of an economy,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Folks trick themselves to think the economy is fine,

Never did we think we'd have this weak of an economy,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

These situations ain’t too shocking given the economy,