This is a song about "Stains"

Releasing these demons on a page, i escape, keeping the chains

Severin ur vital organs,no stains,i flow like cynide thru ur veins,

Look in the scope, my people still a target

I came back, blood stains all over the carpet.

Cause everytime yall come around

Headshots at the throne, blood stains the crown

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

He's got his face in a mask, your blood stains on his glass table

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

The pavement tastes like iron and there's stains on my knees

I came back, blood stains all over the carpet.

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

Stains teeth like tiles when split on my milky smile,

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while