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

I sit and type bars like everyday i got two girls and they all bad

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I got three bad bitches, with some green we chillin on the scene,

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

I got rap in my veins, blood in my eyes, tears down my cheek

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

When i see the sheets i just see they blood red,

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

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

I gather the remains no waste and savour all the blood,

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

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