This is a song about "Crip blood"

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Dont throw a fit chris, you ain't a crip bitch so don't miss this before it slips

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

No brain batter, just blood splatter

How the fuck a deal matter

Blood fallin like a water fall

Bitch, i was born to ball

Say what you wanna but

Rhymes flow through me like blood

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Washing these holy lands in their heathen blood,

My talent should take me places i've never been

Blood mutation in my formation