Blood on my Hands

I sit here 3 A.M. on my mother's birthday
Yo shit was last week
For some that was the worst day
Yea, that was the worst day

I always think back to September 25
2015, that curse is now a gift
Who knew it would all shift

Another late night partying in coastal
Packed house; even though we ain't supposed to

Tyrone pulled out the bottle
Said, "Let's get it"
Always down, man, you know you was widdit

Poured you up the D'Ussé in a lil cup
I was on ya head
Said it wasn't enough

One shot
Not a lot
We was straight chillin'

Few minutes later
You said you had a feeling
Said you needed some air
Let you go, then felt you needed me there

Walked out the front
That's when I seen her face
Looked like she witnessed a sin
Turned right, I see the blood on your chin

She said you passed out
Hit ya head on the ledge
She was scared it'd happen again
That's when it happened again

This time I caught you
As we fell in the dirt
That's how I got the blood on my shirt
I got the blood on my hands

Fast forward
J6 2022
That's the day my record blew

On the radio for the first time
Everything's Everything
More than I knew

Excitedly, I open IG
That's when I seen you
Underneath an R.I.P

From that incident, I realized that we can't use the gun because uhh
If we pick up, you know, a 45, he gonna pick up a rifle, you know
We pick up a rifle, he's gonna use a tank
So, I guess we just gonna have to wait