This is a song about "Blood shooting out of cocks"

Knocking fuckas out, time to sleep, we hounds and your blood is a sign of meat

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

I've spilled the blood of rappers before hopsin's out of bed/

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

I make the blood leak out all your pores

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Blind as blood flows out of your body untill you froze in your soaked clothes,

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

This the revenge of the flicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Blood of a man cum laude

Curl up like big worm when i drop

You're the king of cocks

Fuckin' up my gold pots