This is a song about "Bleed"

As soon as you beg please, i'll stop and let you bleed,

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

But writing these lyrics might just mak'em bleed

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

I may sweat till i bleed everyday

Back in the motherfuckin bay

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Gettin higher den a nose bleed, see to muh shows.

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

If you bleed red then you're kin,

Without the whips and chains it's still displayed the ways that they would bleed

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

And imma make these hoes bleed

I keep my money neat

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Mary's empty eyes, they bleed as she's dragged down into hell