This is a song about "Blood on my hands"

I welcome with my hands,

I'm popping rubber bands

As his blood dripped and stained on my palms

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Same game, same blood, same coat on my back

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Ive been rollin with my hands

Blood on my palms, it haunts me

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Now i'm sitting on my couch with my hands bloody

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Fuck that now trying get the money

Blood on my palms, it haunts me