This is a song about "This shit all in my blood"

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

All this bad shit i did be messin up my mind

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Fuck all this shit, my life is mine

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Feel it in yo blood, this shit right run deep

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

Say you through will all my foul ways

And blood splattered all over my face.

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

This punk reminds me of my toilet all he does is swill shit

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Dude my fists are weapons, shit is kept in, this aggression,