This is a song about "Blood stops flowing"

Y’all only in it for the cars

This is the where your adventure stops

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

This is the where your adventure stops

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Afterwards she asks for a custom freestyle flowing

Wont drop till the rhyme stops and goes thin

We pray while we prey on competition

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

That's true as long as blood in my veins is always flowing blue

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Inadvertently flowing a slurred serving of slippery words

Rhymes flowing naturally,

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Big clock or a wristwatch, we wonder when the shit stops,

What a feeling of overcoming the odds