This is a song about "Gore bunt"

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

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

You see i gotta go to war

Screamin murder bloodier than gore

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

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

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

I slice em, spilling out the blood and gore

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

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