This is a song about "Bloody bath"

When i went to the bath room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

We pull by, so we could spy, then leave a bloody bath

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Get lucky and make money fight niggas till shit bloody

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Bath salts straight out the catalog

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Kidnapped celebrities bloody mary'd with celery,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Like i chose to take that path but they got caught in a blood bath,