This is a song about "Bloody fingers"

Stick my middle fingers, what up.

I said i don’t give a fuck

Kidnapped celebrities bloody mary'd with celery,

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

If you're discouraged stick those fingers up

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Bloody mary bloody mary bloody mary's a bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Thoughts of bloody murder.

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

I count 5 fingers between you and me

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I bashed him in his face til his eyes were bloody.

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Drops the holy symbol, replaced with fingers encumbered