This is a song about "Blood on my hands"

Throw it up with my hands & imma keep on showing

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

We would take a picture together and my hands would be on the hover

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Free time on her hands now my dick gon live forever

Ima let her be by herself in peace

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

My city's culture to the game now in existence

For putting hands on my mother and destroying our lives,

I welcome with my hands,

I'm popping rubber bands

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Blood on my palms, it haunts me