This is a song about "Tied by blood"

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Yeah in my blood i'm tied, i will never hide

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Tied down, wait. did you hear what i said.

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Of blood shit by devils' possessions, try to picture this

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

They are tied by the walls of this sadistic culture

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

You got mad style and now my hands tied

Don't worry just done get inside

The bandana santana tied

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

And i can't change, even if i tied,