This is a song about "Blood on sneakers"

Fly as ricky steam boat

On the blood surging out her throat.

Little more weed, first class seats

That grow those damned trees, blood on the leaves

Written in blood on the wall

I don’t do nothing but ball

Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying

Blood on the floor, now all the bitches crying

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Pulled over on the way home still covered in blood

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

Blood on my hands as my patience wears thin.

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Pulled over on the way home still covered in blood

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

Coughing up blood and choking on ya huge pride