This is a song about "Spill the blood of rappers"

I make gourmet compositions from the egos of rappers

Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

I spill the blood through my pen and shoot it all down the lobby

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

I've spilled the blood of rappers before hopsin's out of bed/

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Licensed to kill and spill the blood of those who think they ill/

Don't let the juice spill pac!

She was wet off the bat

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Dumbin from the lack of blood running.

Yo these words i kill, when the heart's emotions spill,

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

Leave the ill, get the strong when i watch yah blood spill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will