This is a song about "That still bleed"

Without the whips and chains it's still displayed the ways that they would bleed

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

That we're still owned by the white man

Andy samberg: oh dang

And imma make these hoes bleed

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

My account hacked, bullied, wrists that still bleed, yet i'm still here.

Ohh baby i love the way you make a nigga feel

And that child support still isnt paid yet

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Without the whips and chains it's still displayed the ways that they would bleed

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

I'll make you bleed, death guaranteed.