This is a song about "Blood on my hands"

Oops, i'm so sorry

Blood on my palms, it haunts me

Free time on her hands now my dick gon live forever

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

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

Like being garbage some type of disease

My wrists run red with blood splattered on the bed.

And please never disrespect my set

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

I welcome with my hands,

Ive been rollin with my hands

We getting money, you can face the facts

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

World's got me on my hands and knees like when i first learned to crawl

And it was nothing to you but hands on my butt

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup