This is a song about "By complete blood staied nikes"

Got a dream like martin, and i must see it be complete/

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Thats me, i don't give a fuck, this shits complete

At school all the other niggas rocked the nikes

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Flee as i pry his blood, right by this trucks underneath

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Of blood shit by devils' possessions, try to picture this

Of blood shit by devils' possessions, try to picture this

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

As minds are becoming complete,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

From a head full of madness rests my thoughts that i complete