This is a song about "Blood oil economy"

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

Let's fall in love, let me put my seed in your soil

Steal from the rich, snake oil to deceive

Five shots she ready to leave

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

Risking his life for oil, which is nothing to die for

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more

When nothing finds strong in such a weak economy,

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Folks trick themselves to think the economy is fine,

I went in #for #the #kill and polluted the street, oil spill

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

Niggas drop like the soldiers for the oil barrels,

We vegetables, on them record labels