This is a song about "White blood"

Rhymes flow through me like blood

Love will have you stuck

My team getting digits

"money and blood don't mix

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

I'm everything that they call nice

With blood of a lesser tease

So i ain't giving a fuck

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

Face white as frank white, y'all ready to die yet?

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get