This is a song about "Blood and gore"

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Cerebral blood splatter and brain matter

Im sweatin, blood and tears hit the floor

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

Blood everywhere and my bike was stolen.

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

Theres imaginary blood and theres something tappin

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

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

And spill my blood before for you for a complementation test

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

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

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score