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

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

The truth of my blood line is unknown

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

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

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

I went in #for #the #kill and polluted the street, oil spill

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

I'm the buster of rappers.

And now the present got you struggling

Dumbin from the lack of blood running.

I make gourmet compositions from the egos of rappers

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

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

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck