This is a song about "I got the bad blood"

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

I remember the days we'd play games until our eyes bled blood.

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

But i murdered you in cold blood, and got away with it!!

In the sun cause i don’t tan, i burn, blood clot

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Where i got to see your blood on me and when your neck went snap

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

I got a bad bitch like she peed on the rug

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

And for the record, i didn't think your rap was bad

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,