This is a song about "Drips"

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

But bitches down in your berserk ass, pounding your balls as it drips the tears

Watching me sober cautiously, leftover blood drips an drips

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

All you need is your passport

Lickin the blood that drips off the sword

Spitting drips of fire like the safe haven of satanist

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

In a blink my pen drips a script of this shit and i ignite

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Suddenly i see a structure of some sort... blood and sweat drips...

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Everynight i stare, and say my prayers, blood drips from the missing layers,

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Not white... it a red liquid that drips!

Silicone bitches got the confidence