This is a song about "Fuck the bloods"

I decided to fuck the chorus

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Gang banging with bloods and crips

Ur tracks mashed and done for and bloods spilled."

No strahan, y'all need to rebuild

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

Let's have a toast for this new love

Where the fuck the chorus

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Fuck the streets, fuck you, and fuck your ethnicity

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Fuck all the blacks and fuck all the motherfuckin whites

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

You know that love is a very serious thing