This is a song about "Concentration in blood"

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

Written in blood on the wall

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

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

And i got them gold bottles, first place

You run i chase ends in a blood covered face

The blood in his veins made him stick to a blue tat

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Rhyming skills and concentration

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

This fetish with drinkin' nigga's blood in never enough

Sacrifice life in a pool of blood of my own stew,

Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Smiling with blood dripping out my mouth in my mug shot