This is a song about "Pools"

A deep slit, watch pools of blood drip losing himself can't get a grip

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Cut up your bodies and place then in the bottom of pools

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

A deep slit, watch pools of blood drip losing himself can't get a grip

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

They live in mansions with pools, communities gated,

Drainin' enough blood to fill eighty wading pools where kids could play

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

It's mystical, the way them dealers got the swimming pools,

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

And as the blood pools at my feet i say pass the coors.

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

And as the blood pools at my feet i say pass the coors.