This is a song about "Cracks blood"

No brain batter, just blood splatter

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Cracks what i'm flippin and i'm shippin it in fuckin pounds

Fields stained scarlet as blood trickles

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Bitches is artificially duck

Rhymes flow through me like blood

Everybody shutters as they hear the whip cracks

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

These rhymes until the evil in this world cracks/

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Now i'm kept untamed, blood pour out leave a blood stain

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

Blood mutation in my formation

If he keep going, pass the torch to him