This is a song about "Gore"

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

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

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

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

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

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Screamin murder bloodier than gore

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

I slice em, spilling out the blood and gore

That's just the beginning of war

I respect that you don't know yet

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

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

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for