This is a song about "Blood on my hands"

Throw it up with my hands & imma keep on showing

If i ain't the dopest then joker's either lying or smoking

Free time on her hands now my dick gon live forever

My pocket's fat, somebody check my blood pressure

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Wash the blood of your fucking hands

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

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

I welcome with my hands,

I'm popping rubber bands

When i get my hands on nines

There is a light that shines

'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.