This is a song about "My bloody balentine"

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I bloody the seas like i bloody the streets

Tricks fast get past the bloody mask

That we can't forget the past

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Would u give me care if i came to u bloody?

You like my lines like a bloody nose

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

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

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Underwent a bloody rampage dismembering anything in my way