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

And tell me why would we just think about

Just thinking of the blood freak me out,

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

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

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

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

And spill my blood before for you for a complementation test

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Wash the blood of your fucking hands

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

I spill the blood of rappers and use weezy dreads to soak it up

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers