This is a song about "Blood of monkey"

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Other wise you'll get left in a lake of blood

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

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

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

Just thinking of the blood freak me out,

And tell me why would we just think about

I get vision of blood born pathogens pouring out of my pores.

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Thirsty for the blood of rappers, i've tolerated/

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

To have a dog like me, on your back like that monkey,