This is a song about "Day of blood"

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

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

Wash the blood of your fucking hands

We getting money, you can face the facts

Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lessoncourt cases keep me guessin', plea bargain

But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

Okay man you do the drop

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Afraid every day will be the day of my last visit

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

From the face of this earth and soak in your blood

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck