This is a song about "Preston a blood"

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood

You ain't a crip like snoop you ain't a blood like game

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

On a battlefield of blood and distaste,

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

I might even keep your blood wrapped in a snack pack

Her blood felt a little bit different

About disaster in the world and

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was bathed in blood,

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Yalls struggling like a vampire allergic to blood but has a blood addiction