This is a song about "Bloody war"

Bloody knives chainsaws and machetes

As much as i wanna leave

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Girl bloody and bloody period

So drop the slam and let's get sick

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

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

Trying to maintain in this war

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Bitch i never fold when shit got bloody

Always felt like a six day war

Not one j got a pair or more