This is a song about "Bath"

Feel my wrath, take a bath, you stink.

If you feel it, it must be real just

That's taken a blood bath in slaughter water/

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

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

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

All these words i spit so dirty, should be takin a bath

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Cow print t-shirt like mothafucking dog

Bath salts straight out the catalog

Go to war with the mormons, take a bath with the catholics

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips