This is a song about "Blood on my hands"

I'm popping rubber bands

I welcome with my hands,

Blood on my palms, it haunts me

Plottin' don’t even worry

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

And it was nothing to you but hands on my butt

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

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

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

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Free time on her hands now my dick gon live forever