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

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Smiling with blood dripping out my mouth in my mug shot

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

There's a bunch of cocks in your ballpark that you can blow bitch!"

Smiling with blood dripping out my mouth in my mug shot

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

I make the blood leak out all your pores

Huh, a metaphor of course

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

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Just thinking of the blood freak me out,

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

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

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Now of days people will be shooting,