This is a song about "Andy gore"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

You could say i'm friends with fred

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

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

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Army stance, ready for war

I slice em, spilling out the blood and gore

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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

If you try to give it to me at the door

Screamin murder bloodier than gore

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

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for