This is a song about "Concentration in blood"

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Nobody touches his family or they get covered in blood

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Meanwhile in the ghetto the blood leaked from hanging rugs,

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was bathed in blood,

Smiling with blood dripping out my mouth in my mug shot

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

I gallop on a six legged horse dressed in steel and blood,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

That's taken a blood bath in slaughter water/

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

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

I have to remind myself to not loose concentration

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been