This is a song about "Red blood cells"

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Watch the gore spread more and more, till the blood runs red down ya left leg

I burnt too many brain cells down,

I drive that all around

Holla out my set

Kushed up and my eye red

Can't change who i am, i just try to get better

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker

If you can't look up at yourself

No more prison and cells

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

To be worrying about my brain cells now. (x2)

Call the network dipset family ties

Don’t let anger bleed blood red skies

Cuz if i get high of that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is grass!!!

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass