This is a song about "Blooded in these"

These are lessons in the booth//

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

In between these lines is a undertaking

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

The way i'm punching in these crazy phrases

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Cold-blooded, sly notoriety, being dishonored,

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

All of these niggas wanna get in fights

I looked through you just to rip your cold blooded heart out

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought