This is a song about "Andy gore"

If it means sickness, chainsaws, torture blood and gore bring more,

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Leaving your gore to pore, hoe u ain't winning so stop being ambitious

I slice em, spilling out the blood and gore

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Screamin murder bloodier than gore

The shit that i spit is more

From an innocent little child, i grew up to love gore

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

Watch the gore spread more and more, till the blood runs red down ya left leg

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck