This is a song about "Buckets of blood"

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

I've spilled the blood of rappers before hopsin's out of bed/

Other wise you'll get left in a lake of blood

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

With blood of a lesser tease

Not likely like stay long please

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Its me, running #blood in an out of your #stream

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Pool of blood spilling, wet sign for this track!

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

From the face of this earth and soak in your blood

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks