This is a song about "Bath towels"

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

We pull by, so we could spy, then leave a bloody bath

Lyrical miracle spherical blood bath here we go miss..

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

It would be a bloody bath, to make your buddies dash,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

That's taken a blood bath in slaughter water/

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Lyrical miracle spiritual blood bath here we go miss..

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Bath ya in acid while i'm watching your spine detach,

Won't run out anytime soon

When i went to the bath room