This is a song about "Oil is blood"

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

Let's fall in love, let me put my seed in your soil

You could say i'm friends with fred

All you might see is blood red

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Knocking fuckas out, time to sleep, we hounds and your blood is a sign of meat

My rapping made you soil

So pass the baby oil

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

Secret society all we ask is trust

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

All that i need is some anger , blood and knife

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Riding around without a fuck given

My brain is cryin blood from within