This is a song about "Bloody sunday"

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

I'll have your ass by sunday,

We've gon so far astray

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

So while you worry about the hoes

And i got 'em every day, every day

Pray every sunday, go to work every monday/

I get dressed in my sunday best

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Bloody mary bloody mary bloody mary's a bitch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Until all that's left is scraps, all bloody and dire

Bitch i never fold when shit got bloody

Chillin' with homies and family