This is a song about "Soul bleeding"

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art

I was born to do the damn thing

And is it worth bleeding

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Bleeding out, with no oxygen in store!

Oh man shes bleeding get her some tissues

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

I'mma catch you next time around

Now there's a bleeding wound

And somehow i was bleeding

The time is now, on everything

The bleeding is endless

On the slow jam of love