This is a song about "Carving pumpkins"

Carving out a path was a hardship for the traveler,

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

Let them come we’re the ones carving history,

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

Full clips of ammunition on you pumpkins

You with your pot o' gold while i carving different cultures

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

I remember carving each number of victims i killed on my arm

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Im carving a cavity callously in mcs that manfully stand to me-with peace n love

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

Im carving the cavity in mcs that manfully stand to me, but ill beat them up

On halloween day we didnt even have no pumpkins

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips