This is a song about "Blut blowin"

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Blowin/ out lava from my pen, the liquid volcanic

Blowin on that gummy

Cause some of you bitches funny

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

I get my inspiration when im buzzed and blowin trees

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

I been blowin ghanja my mouth dry i need some drank

Im on my bed. blowin purp out my nose

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Zylo-sylo, blowin' like missiles tunes,

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Stay blowin on dat loud hit port' after that

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

Breeze blowin, takin my worries away.

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play